Moonlight Memories (Frances Fuller Victor Poems)
Do thy chamber windows open east, Beloved, as did ours of old? And do you stand when ...
Do thy chamber windows open east, Beloved, as did ours of old? And do you stand when ...
Morning, a glass door, flashes Gold names off the new city, Whose white shelves and domes travel The slow sky ...
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