Wandered (John Oxenham Poems)
The wind blows shrill along the hill,--_Black is the night and cold_--The sky hangs low with its weight of snow,And ...
The wind blows shrill along the hill,--_Black is the night and cold_--The sky hangs low with its weight of snow,And ...
PALE veil of mist bound round the trees Pale fringe of rain upon the hills, Cold earth, cold ...
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