Winona – Winona And Ta-Te-Psin (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
'Tis the moon of the sere, falling leaves. From the heads of the maples the west-windPlucks the red-and-gold plumage and grieves on ...
'Tis the moon of the sere, falling leaves. From the heads of the maples the west-windPlucks the red-and-gold plumage and grieves on ...
High summer Noon! Yon crow of all his kindStands indefatigably impudent--A vigilant scout upon a battlementOf his vast fortress. Underneath ...
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