The Prize Fight (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
I am a boxer, who does not inflict blows on the air,but I hit hard and straight at my own ...
I am a boxer, who does not inflict blows on the air,but I hit hard and straight at my own ...
One yestereve, in the waning light,When the wind was still and the gloaming bright,There came a breath from ...
Why shouldest Thou be as a wayfaring man, thatturneth aside to tarry for a night? — Jer. xiv. 8.Nay, do ...
When little Fanny came to town, I felt as I could sing!She were the sprackest little maid, the ...
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