Wind From The East (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE Spring, so fair in her voting incompleteness,Of late the very type of tender sweetness;Now, through frail leaves and misty ...
THE Spring, so fair in her voting incompleteness,Of late the very type of tender sweetness;Now, through frail leaves and misty ...
I lie here thinking of you:- the stain of love is upon the world! Yellow, yellow, yellow it eats into ...
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