January (Alice Cary Poems)
The year has lost its leaves again,The world looks old and grim;God folds His robe of glory thus,That we may ...
The year has lost its leaves again,The world looks old and grim;God folds His robe of glory thus,That we may ...
Low by the reedy sea went ancient Ops,Tracking for crownless Saturn: quietlyFrom her gray hair waned off the sober light,For ...
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