The Steam Shovel (Eunice Tietjens Poems)
Beneath my window in a city street A monster lairs, a creature huge and grim And only half believed: the ...
Beneath my window in a city street A monster lairs, a creature huge and grim And only half believed: the ...
CANNOT always feel his greatness. Sometimes he walks beside me, step by step, And paces slowly in the ways- The ...
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