The Auction Sale (Henry Reed Poems)
Within the great grey flapping tentThe damp crowd stood or stamped about;And some came in, and some went outTo drink ...
Within the great grey flapping tentThe damp crowd stood or stamped about;And some came in, and some went outTo drink ...
They proved we could not think nor see, They proved we could not write,They proved we drank the day away And raved ...
They called him Mr. What's-his-name:From where he was, or why he came,Or when, or what he found to do,Nobody in ...
He reared the minster portal long ago,The "Golden Borough's" chiefest architect,Scooped in its rocky face three caverns deep,Piled 'gainst their ...
He stared at ruin. Ruin stared straight back.He thought they was old friends. He felt on the stairwhere her papa ...
ecco a letter starting"dearest we"unsigned:remarkably brief but coveringone complete miracle of nearest far"i cordially invite me to becomenoone except yourselves ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
He stared at ruin. Ruin stared straight back. He thought they was old friends. He felt on the stair where ...
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