The Wanderer (Christopher Brennan Poems)
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
And shall the living waters heed our vain desire, insensate Art! and fill the common dust I knead upgather'd from ...
Spring-ripple of green along the way, keen plash of aery waves that play, and in my heart thy dreamy smart, ...
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