The Music Box (Christopher Morley Poems)
AT six—long ere the wintry dawn— There sounded through the silent hall To where I lay, with blankets drawn Above ...
AT six—long ere the wintry dawn— There sounded through the silent hall To where I lay, with blankets drawn Above ...
I READ in our old journals of the days When our first love was April-sweet and new, How fair it ...
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