Ghosts of a Lunatic Asylum (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Here, where men's eyes were empty and as bright As the blank windows set in glaring brick, When the wind ...
Here, where men's eyes were empty and as bright As the blank windows set in glaring brick, When the wind ...
THERE was a high majestic fooling Day before yesterday in the yellow corn. And day after to-morrow in the yellow ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories