Eight Echoes From The Poems Of August Angellier (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
ITHE IVORY CRADLEThe cradle I have made for theeIs carved of orient ivory,And curtained round with wavy silkMore white than ...
ITHE IVORY CRADLEThe cradle I have made for theeIs carved of orient ivory,And curtained round with wavy silkMore white than ...
312Her-"last Poems"-Poets-ended-Silver-perished-with her Tongue-Not on Record-bubbled other,Flute-or Woman-So divine-Not unto its Summer-MorningRobin-uttered Half the Tune-Gushed too free for the Adoring-From ...
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