Our Lady of Idleness (Florence Wilkinson Poems)
They in the darkness gather and ask Her name, the mistress of their endless task. The Toilers ...
They in the darkness gather and ask Her name, the mistress of their endless task. The Toilers ...
John Brown and Jeanne at Fontainebleau- 'Twas Toussaint, just a year ago; Crimson and copper was the glow Of all ...
We are they that go, that go,Plunging before the hidden blow.We run the byways of the earth,For we are fugitive ...
Hill people turn to their hills; Sea-folk are sick for the sea:Thou art my land and my country, And my ...
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