The Old Garden (Arthur John Arbuthnott Stringer Poems)
WHERE the dim paths wind and creep Down past dark and ghostly landsLost this many a year in sleep, Still ...
WHERE the dim paths wind and creep Down past dark and ghostly landsLost this many a year in sleep, Still ...
WHEN my life has enough of love, and my spirit enough of mirth,When the ocean no longer beckons me, when ...
WIDE is the world and wide its open seas, Yet I who fare from pole to pole remainA prisoned Hope ...
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