Charades (Charles Stuart Calverley Poems)
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
Svend Vonved sits in his lonely bower;He strikes his harp with a hand of power;His harp return'd a responsive din;Then ...
Nightfall, that saw the morning-glories float Tendril and string against the crumbling wall, Nurses him now, his skeleton for grief, ...
Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year ...
gnawing through a shinbone, a high howl inside of which a bloody, slashed-by-growls note is heard, unlike that sound, and ...
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