The Truant (Edwin John Pratt Poems)
'What have you there?' the great Panjandrum saidTo the Master of the Revels who had ledA bucking truant with a ...
'What have you there?' the great Panjandrum saidTo the Master of the Revels who had ledA bucking truant with a ...
Here the tides flow,And here they ebb;Not with that dull, unsinewed tread of watersHeld under bonds to moveAround unpeopled shores-Moon-driven ...
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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