The City Of Fear (Gilbert Frankau Poems)
This was a city once: women lived here;Their voices were low to their lovers, o'nights by the murmuring waters;Their hands ...
This was a city once: women lived here;Their voices were low to their lovers, o'nights by the murmuring waters;Their hands ...
High staggering walls, and plank-spiked piles of brickand plaster ~~ jagged gables wrenched apart,and tall dolls' houses cleanly split in ...
He who walks through the meadows of Champagne At noon in Fall, when leaves like gold appear, Sees it draw ...
See! Their verses are laid as mosaic gold to gold gold to lapis lazuli white marble to porphyry stone shouldering ...
(From the French of Emile Verhaeren) He who walks through the meadows of Champagne At noon in Fall, when leaves ...
From blossoms released by the moonlight, from an aroma of exasperated love, steeped in fragrance, yellowness drifted from the lemon ...
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