The Loon (George Charles Selden Poems)
On wooded height the slanting light In glinting, gleaming radiance falls, And softly sifts throught opening rifts ...
On wooded height the slanting light In glinting, gleaming radiance falls, And softly sifts throught opening rifts ...
I sat by my fire in the night, in the night, The darkness grew deeper around me, The ...
I stood by the rushing river, And watched its eddies whirl, Where, in its rocky channel, ...
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