The Battle-Day, Or, The Lost Army (Ernest Jones Poems)
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
Master of the murmuring courtsWhere the shapes of sleep convene!-Lo! my spirit here exhortsAll the powers of thy demesneFor their ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
While I, that reed-throated whisperer Who comes at need, although not now as once A clear articulation in the air, ...
A Fantasy, dedicated to the little poet Alice Oliver Henderson, ten years old. The Fantasy shows how tiger-hearts are the ...
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