Reveille (Louis Untermeyer Poems)
What sudden bugle calls us in the nightAnd wakes us from a dream that we had shaped;Flinging us sharply up ...
What sudden bugle calls us in the nightAnd wakes us from a dream that we had shaped;Flinging us sharply up ...
I sat at a high window till sleep despaired of meAnd all the anger in this small roomShook me for ...
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