Being But Men (Dylan Thomas Poems)
Being but men, we walked into the treesAfraid, letting our syllables be softFor fear of waking the rooks,For fear of ...
Being but men, we walked into the treesAfraid, letting our syllables be softFor fear of waking the rooks,For fear of ...
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down,Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs,Love in her gear ...
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down, Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs, Love in ...
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass ...
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