Childhood Alone Is Glad (Charles Heavysege Poems)
Childhood alone is glad. With it time fleesIn constant mimes and bright festivities.It, like the ever-restless butterfly,Or seeks or settles ...
Childhood alone is glad. With it time fleesIn constant mimes and bright festivities.It, like the ever-restless butterfly,Or seeks or settles ...
WHO is lord of lordly fate,-- Lady of her lot's estate? He who rules himself is he, She who tempts ...
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