Cross-Roads (Mathilde Blind Poems)
The rain beat in our faces,And shrill the wild airs grew;The long-maned clouds in racesCoursed o'er heaven's windy blue.The tortured ...
The rain beat in our faces,And shrill the wild airs grew;The long-maned clouds in racesCoursed o'er heaven's windy blue.The tortured ...
_Say Ar-Raheen! call Him "Compassionate,"_ _For He is pitiful to small and great_. 'Tis written ...
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