From ‘The Hills Of Life’ (Albert Durrant Watson Poems)
ERE yet the dawnPushed rosy fingers up the arch of dayAnd smiled its promise to the voiceless prime,Love sat and ...
ERE yet the dawnPushed rosy fingers up the arch of dayAnd smiled its promise to the voiceless prime,Love sat and ...
THE voiceless symphony of moor and highland, The rainbow on the mist,The white moon-shield above the slumber-island, The mirror-lake, star-kist,The ...
EMBLEM of beauty and sorrow,Twine with each wistful to-morrowThe past with its memories teemingAnd all its dear innocent dreaming. Go ...
I KNOW a vale where the oriole swings Her nest to the breeze and the sky,The iris opens her petal ...
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