The Box-Tree’s Love (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
Long time beside the squatter's gate A great grey Box-Tree, early, late, Or shine or rain, in silence there Had ...
Long time beside the squatter's gate A great grey Box-Tree, early, late, Or shine or rain, in silence there Had ...
The rum was rich and rare,There were wagers in the air,The atmosphere was rosy, and the tongues were ...
Yes, there it hangs upon the wall And never gives a sound,The hand that trimmed its greenhide fall Is hidden ...
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