Birds, Batsmen and Bowlers (C J Dennis Poems)
The throstle now in English lanes Bids Summer strew her dear delights. . . .But we, intent on cricket gains, ...
The throstle now in English lanes Bids Summer strew her dear delights. . . .But we, intent on cricket gains, ...
But, learning now that they would have her speak, She threw her wet hair backward from her brow, Her hand ...
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