A Marching Song (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
IA revelation came on Jane,The widow of a labouring swain:And first her body trembled sharp,Then all the woman was a ...
Cuckoo, are you calling me,Or is it a voice of wizardry?In these woodlands I am lost,From glade to glade of ...
The gipsy wife came to my door with pegs and brooms to sellThey make by many a roadside fire and ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
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