The Bechuana Boy (Thomas Pringle Poems)
I sat at noontide in my tent,And looked across the Desert dun,Beneath the cloudless firmamentFar gleaming in the sun,When from ...
I sat at noontide in my tent,And looked across the Desert dun,Beneath the cloudless firmamentFar gleaming in the sun,When from ...
King of deserts reigns the lion; will he through his realm go riding, Down to the lagoon he paces, in the ...
We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! -- We've drunk to our mothers' land; We've drunk to our ...
If you leave the gloom of London and you seek a glowing land, Where all except the flag is strange ...
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