Sailor Town (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Along the wharves in sailor town a singing whisper goesOf the wind among the anchored ships, the wind that blowsOff ...
Along the wharves in sailor town a singing whisper goesOf the wind among the anchored ships, the wind that blowsOff ...
The harbour is an ironing board:flat iron tugs dash smoothing towardany shirt of a ship any pillowslipof a freighter they ...
This wild night, gathering the washing as if it were flowers animal vines twisting over the line and slapping my ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
Albert were what you'd call "thwarted". He had long had an ambition, which... Were to save up and go to ...
It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down ...
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