Headquarters (Gilbert Frankau Poems)
A league and a league from the trenches — from the traversed maze of the lines,Where daylong the sniper watches ...
A league and a league from the trenches — from the traversed maze of the lines,Where daylong the sniper watches ...
Walking into the shadows, walking aloneWhere the sun falls through the ruined boughs of locustUp to the president's office. . ...
MY son, at last the fateful day has come For us to part. The hours have nearly run.May God ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
My soul looked down from a vague height with Death, As unremembering how I rose or why, And saw a ...
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