From The Pentlands Looking North And South (John Buchan Poems)
Around my feet the clouds are drawnIn the cold mystery of the dawn;No breezes cheer, no guests intrudeMy mossy, mist-clad ...
Around my feet the clouds are drawnIn the cold mystery of the dawn;No breezes cheer, no guests intrudeMy mossy, mist-clad ...
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks, And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering, Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogs Scratching their mangy ...
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks,And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering,Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogsScratching their mangy ...
That beautiful Shirazi Turk, took control and my heart stole,I'll give Samarkand & Bukhara, for her Hindu beauty mole.O wine-bearer ...
When I have a house . . . as I sometime may . . .I'll suit my fancy in every ...
There's ships that bring us cargoes, but not of our desire, Their ladings hail from all the ports 'twixt ...
Lavender musk rose from the volume I was reading through, The college crest impressed in gold, tooled gold lettering on ...
I used to think a pot of ink Held magic in its fluid, And I would ply a pen when ...
Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time; Of viol or of lute some make a song. My ...
Within a pub that's off the Strand and handy to the bar, With pipe in mouth and mug in hand ...
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