Laurance – [Part 3] (Jean Ingelow Poems)
And after that, though oft he sought her door,He might not see her. First they said to him,"She is not ...
And after that, though oft he sought her door,He might not see her. First they said to him,"She is not ...
I DREW it from its china tomb;- It came out feebly scented With some thin ghost of past perfume That ...
Babs Malone Now the squatters and the cockies, Shearers, trainers, and their jockeys Had gathered them together for a meeting ...
Down in the dear West Country, there's a garden where I know The Spring is rioting this hour, though ...
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
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