The Toll of the Bells (Edwin John Pratt Poems)
IWe gave them at the harbour every token- The ritual of the guns, and at the mast The ...
IWe gave them at the harbour every token- The ritual of the guns, and at the mast The ...
For one carved instant as they flew,The language had no simile-Silver, crystal, ivoryWere tarnished. Etched upon the horizon blue,The frieze ...
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