An Evening Dream (Sydney Thompson Dobell Poems)
I'm leaning where you loved to lean in eventides of old,The sun has sunk an hour ago behind the treeless ...
I'm leaning where you loved to lean in eventides of old,The sun has sunk an hour ago behind the treeless ...
The tree of Faith its bare, dry boughs must shedThat nearer heaven the living ones may climb;The false must fail, ...
I.OF all the joys that brighten suffering earth, What joy is welcomed like a new-born child? What life so wretched, ...
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