SONNETS TO EUROPA (Vlanes Poems)
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
Love! Love! Your tenderness, Your beautiful, watchful ways Grasp me, fold me, cover me; I lie in a kind of ...
Now it is Loneliness who comes at night Instead of Sleep, to sit beside my bed. Like a tired child ...
O you would clothe me in silken frocks And house me from the cold, And bind with bright bands my ...
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