The Graveyard Rabbit (Frank Lebby Stanton Poems)
In the white moonlight, where the willow waves, He halfway gallops among the graves- A tiny ghost in the gloom ...
In the white moonlight, where the willow waves, He halfway gallops among the graves- A tiny ghost in the gloom ...
For what are we thankful for? For this: For the breath and the sunlight of life For the love ...
FELLOW who had done his best Went one morning to his rest; Never Hp his forehead pressed Not one rose ...
The softest whisperings of the scented South, And rust and roses in the cannon's mouth; And, where the thunders of ...
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