A Story Of Doom: Book VI. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Night. Now a tent was pitched, and Japhet satIn the door and watched, for on a litter layThe father of ...
Night. Now a tent was pitched, and Japhet satIn the door and watched, for on a litter layThe father of ...
What deaths men have died, not fighting but impotent. Hung on the wire, between trenches, burning and freezing, Groaning for water with ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
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