On The Death of A Certain Journal (Charles Kingsley Poems)
So die, thou child of stormy dawn,Thou winter flower, forlorn of nurse;Chilled early by the bigot's curse,The pedant's frown, the ...
So die, thou child of stormy dawn,Thou winter flower, forlorn of nurse;Chilled early by the bigot's curse,The pedant's frown, the ...
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