The Bechuana Boy (Thomas Pringle Poems)
I sat at noontide in my tent,And looked across the Desert dun,Beneath the cloudless firmamentFar gleaming in the sun,When from ...
I sat at noontide in my tent,And looked across the Desert dun,Beneath the cloudless firmamentFar gleaming in the sun,When from ...
To sea, to sea! The calm is o'er;The wanton water leaps in sport,And rattles down the pebbly shore;The dolphin wheels, ...
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