The Moat House (Edith Nesbit Poems)
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
Oh what a kissWith filial passion overcharged is this!To this misgiving breastThe child runs, as a child ne'er ran to ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
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