To R. – at Anzac (Aubrey Herbert Poems)
You left your vineyards, dreaming of the vines in a dream landAnd dim Italian cities where high cathedrals stand.At Anzac ...
You left your vineyards, dreaming of the vines in a dream landAnd dim Italian cities where high cathedrals stand.At Anzac ...
It was April we left Lemnos, shining sea and snow-white camp,Passing onward into darkness. Lemnos shone a golden lamp,As a ...
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