The City Of Fear (Gilbert Frankau Poems)
This was a city once: women lived here;Their voices were low to their lovers, o'nights by the murmuring waters;Their hands ...
This was a city once: women lived here;Their voices were low to their lovers, o'nights by the murmuring waters;Their hands ...
To the lower Hall of Valhalla, to the heroes of no renown,Relieved from his spell at the listening-post, came Rifleman ...
Where the road climbs free from the marsh and the seaTo the last rose sunset-gleams,Twixt a fold and a fold ...
We are the guns, and your masters! Saw ye our flashes ?Heard ye the scream of our shells in the ...
Our guns are a league behind us, our target a mile below,And there's never a cloud to blind us from ...
We are the slaves of the guns,Serfs to the dominant things;Ours are the eyes and the ears,And the brains of ...
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