At Dawn In France (John William Streets Poems)
Night on the plains, and the stars unfoldThe cycle of night in splendour old;The winds are hushed, on the fire-swept ...
Night on the plains, and the stars unfoldThe cycle of night in splendour old;The winds are hushed, on the fire-swept ...
In the third-class seat sat the journeying boy, And the roof-lamp's oily flame Played down on his listless form and ...
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