The Ballad of St. Barbara (Gilbert Keith Chesterton Poems)
When the long grey lines came flooding upon Paris in the plain,We stood and drank of the last free air ...
When the long grey lines came flooding upon Paris in the plain,We stood and drank of the last free air ...
By the Nile, the sacred river,I can see the captive hordes,Strain beneath the lash and quiverAt the long papyrus cords,While ...
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