A Song Of Exmoor (Sir Henry Newbolt Poems)
The Forest above and the Combe below,On a bright September morn!He's the soul of a clod who thanks not GodThat ...
The Forest above and the Combe below,On a bright September morn!He's the soul of a clod who thanks not GodThat ...
Bother Bulleys, let us sing From the dawn till evening! - For we know not that we go not When ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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