Seventeen (Robert Nichols Poems)
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,All shadows joyfuller than lissom houndsDoubled in chasing, all exultant cloudsThat ever ...
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,All shadows joyfuller than lissom houndsDoubled in chasing, all exultant cloudsThat ever ...
AND MR WILLIAM MURREY'S FROM SCOTLAND. Our resident Tom, From Venice is come,And hath left the statesman behind him; Talks at the same ...
Now is the pause between asleep and awake:Two seasons takeA colour and quality each from each as yet.The new stage-setSpandril, ...
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