Diana (Francis Maitland Poems)
O Moon, that sailest in the heavens above, Inscrutable, pale, beautiful, alone. Art weary of thy solitary throne? Dost long ...
O Moon, that sailest in the heavens above, Inscrutable, pale, beautiful, alone. Art weary of thy solitary throne? Dost long ...
The days are sped, and never shall return, Days of deep joy, which Helen did beguile Wide her sweet presence ...
When I have fully satisfied mine eyes With the calm beauty of a summer's eve, Have watched the sun sink ...
Sunk 15th April, 1912 Requiescat in Pace How shall we honour the unburied dead? Shall we go forth with loud ...
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