The Quest Of The Queen (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
Yonder she sails on her paper sea —Masts just a trifle too tall, maybe —Chain-plates and whiskers, all, in short,That ...
Out of the dust of cities and the din of men I come to the clean spaces of the ...
Clang out, wild bells, your glad acclaim:Roar, deep-mouthed cannon, honour to her name!To her whom England loves to hailOldest and ...
I brood not now upon the printed page, A nobler voice is in mine ears to-night,A voice in every ...
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