The Sheep In The Ruins (Archibald MacLeish Poems)
for Learned and Augustus HandYou, my friends, and you strangers, all of you, Stand with me a little by the ...
for Learned and Augustus HandYou, my friends, and you strangers, all of you, Stand with me a little by the ...
mon semblable, mon fr?re(1) Our epoch takes a voluptuous satisfaction In that perspective of the action Which pictures us inhabiting ...
WE HAVE loved each other in this time twenty yearsAnd with such love as few men have in them even ...
The young dead soldiers do not speak. Nevertheless, they are heard in the still houses: who has not heard them? ...
There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there's now, and now, And the wind ...
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