To An English Skylark (Maurice Thompson Poems)
Oh,How I long to go,On a seaward-blowing breeze,To the garden of the seas—To brave King Arthur's land,To that fair island ...
Oh,How I long to go,On a seaward-blowing breeze,To the garden of the seas—To brave King Arthur's land,To that fair island ...
OCTOBER, May of the descending days,Mid-Spring of Autumn, on the shortening stairOf the year's eld abiding still and fair,A pause ...
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