The Captured Flag (Arthur Weir Poems)
Loudly roared the English cannon, loudly thundered back our own,Pouring down a hail of iron from their battlements of stone,Giving ...
Loudly roared the English cannon, loudly thundered back our own,Pouring down a hail of iron from their battlements of stone,Giving ...
Like a fragment of torn sea-kale,Or a wraith of mist in the gale,There comes a mysterious tale Out of the ...
Baby sits upon the floor, Baby's scarce a twelvemonth old;Baby laughs, and _goo-goos_ o'erMemories how a babe of yore Humbled ...
There stands a cottage by a river side, With rustic benches sloping eaves beneath, Amid a scene of mountain, stream ...
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