A Story Of Doom: Book VI. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Night. Now a tent was pitched, and Japhet satIn the door and watched, for on a litter layThe father of ...
Night. Now a tent was pitched, and Japhet satIn the door and watched, for on a litter layThe father of ...
Unseal the city fountains, And let the waters flowIn coolness from the mountains Unto the plains below.My brain is parched and erring, The ...
THE weather had been sultry for a fortnight's time or more, And the shearers had been driving might ...
Sun Day is a simple child, Face new washed and shining;In the morning prim and mild - Church and ...
There is a certain castle that is beautiful and fair,And plants, and birds, and pretty things, fill every room and ...
Like so many who would follow the priest falling, caving, buckling to the will of the congregation, the people when ...
Footprints in the frozen mud crowns of the craters perching between the peaks grabbing the tops of the hollow cups ...
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
Now the stock have started dying, for the Lord has sent a drought; But we're sick of prayers and Providence ...
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