The End Of A Page (Bernard Waters Poems)
THE Room is getting cold, one gas-light burns And the fire is now a monotonous red glow ; The old ...
THE Room is getting cold, one gas-light burns And the fire is now a monotonous red glow ; The old ...
LOW down is the sun and low his rays, Which, with their roseate pressure, beauty mould In tiny caverns 'mid ...
IF you could speak, if I could only hear Your voice once more, the last fond words you said. Just ...
OFT on the pavement's edge have I stood, Watching the passing of women and men And known I was one ...
BRING in the body And there let it rest, And lay the flowers On the heaveless breast. Till the flowers ...
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