On Ballyteigue Bay (Cale Young Rice Poems)
I've heard the sea-dead three nights come keening And crying to my door. Why will they affright me with ...
I've heard the sea-dead three nights come keening And crying to my door. Why will they affright me with ...
Whence cometh such tender rapture? Those curls--they are not the first ones I've smoothened, and I've already Known lips--that were ...
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