Holiday Home. (Hattie Howard Poems)
Of all the sweet visions that come unto me Of happy refreshment by land or by sea, Like oases where in life's ...
Of all the sweet visions that come unto me Of happy refreshment by land or by sea, Like oases where in life's ...
Through the open French window the warm sunLights up the polished breakfast-table, laidRound a bowl of crimson roses, for one ...
(After Gueudecourt)Break we the bread once more, The cup we pass around-No, rather let us pour This wine upon the ...
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