Saturday’s Comings (Ivor Gurney Poems)
The horses of day plunge and are restrainedDawn broadens to quarter height, and the meadow mistsDrift like gauze veilings, the ...
The horses of day plunge and are restrainedDawn broadens to quarter height, and the meadow mistsDrift like gauze veilings, the ...
Were these condemned in pre-auroral gloom?When Thought on Cosmos brooded, in the greyCold mists of dawn, unflushed by rising day,Were ...
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