Kiama Revisited (Henry Kendall Poems)
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
Now Morning from her orient chamber came, And her first footsteps touch'd a verdant hill; Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame, Silv'ring ...
Let us seek the modest May,She is down in the glen,Hiding and abidingFrom the common gaze of men,Where the silver ...
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