Broceliande (Ethel Clifford Poems)
The forest of the winding water-ways Shows dimly imaged in the glass of dreams,And faintly falls upon the dreaming ...
The forest of the winding water-ways Shows dimly imaged in the glass of dreams,And faintly falls upon the dreaming ...
This was our brother. Cain lies dead at last Under the thorn, In the desolate house of night.His ...
The purple rain-clouds climb the hill of heaven, But storm in vain the stronghold of the sun,Though high in air ...
Singing of victory through the night I go, and the stars above my headShine on my sword that fought ...
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