Epilogue: 1908 (Christopher Brennan Poems)
The droning tram swings westward: shrillthe wire sings overhead, and chillmidwinter draughts rattle the glassthat shows the dusking way I ...
The droning tram swings westward: shrillthe wire sings overhead, and chillmidwinter draughts rattle the glassthat shows the dusking way I ...
Four springtimes lost: and in the fifth we stand, here in this quiet hour of glory, still, while o'er the ...
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