The Rhyme of Joyous Garde (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
They had a new gnu at the ZooAnd nobody knew.Tho' the keeper, they say, had a clue;And that's probably true,Since ...
I heard an angel speak last night, And he said 'Write! Write a Nation's curse for me, And send it ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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