The Little House (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
One yestereve, in the waning light,When the wind was still and the gloaming bright,There came a breath from ...
One yestereve, in the waning light,When the wind was still and the gloaming bright,There came a breath from ...
Oh, the garden ways are lonely!Winds that bluster, winds that shout,Battle with the strong laburnum,Toss the sad brown ...
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