The Winter Rain (Albert Laighton Poems)
I wearied of the stormy hours, And shaped my song to murmuring words; I longed to hear the song of ...
I wearied of the stormy hours, And shaped my song to murmuring words; I longed to hear the song of ...
Grand in his dreamless sleep our Admiral lies, The brave heart still, so fondly loved and blest; The light gone ...
Half veiled by the delaying twilight, lies Each happy child. On eyes divinely blue Slumber has fallen gently as the ...
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