Blood Feud (Elinor Wylie Poems)
Once, when my husband was a child, there came To his father's table, one who called him kin, In sunbleached ...
Once, when my husband was a child, there came To his father's table, one who called him kin, In sunbleached ...
My locks are shorn for sorrow Of love which may not be; Tomorrow and tomorrow Are plotting cruelty. The winter ...
1 When the world turns completely upside down You say we'll emigrate to the Eastern Shore Aboard a river-boat from ...
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