Song of the Shingle-Spli (Henry Kendall Poems)
IN dark wild woods, where the lone owl broods And the dingoes nightly yell- Where the curlew's cry goes floating ...
IN dark wild woods, where the lone owl broods And the dingoes nightly yell- Where the curlew's cry goes floating ...
HIGHWAY and lane lie parched and white;Foliage droops in the burning light ;Leaves are silent and meres like glass ;King-cups ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
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