The Voice Of The Guns (Gilbert Frankau Poems)
We are the guns, and your masters! Saw ye our flashes ?Heard ye the scream of our shells in the ...
We are the guns, and your masters! Saw ye our flashes ?Heard ye the scream of our shells in the ...
Cover them ... cover them, over and overWith blankets of sweet grass and fresh white clover.Cover them ... cover them, ...
I. Not the Pellaean Conquerour, To whose insatiate restless Mind The spacious Globe too narrow did appear; It made him ...
I heard an angel speak last night, And he said 'Write! Write a Nation's curse for me, And send it ...
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