Littleholme (Gordon Bottomley Poems)
(To J.S. and A.W.S.)In entering the town, where the bright riverShrinks in its white stone bed, old thoughts returnOf how ...
(To J.S. and A.W.S.)In entering the town, where the bright riverShrinks in its white stone bed, old thoughts returnOf how ...
When you destroy a blade of grassYou poison England at her roots:Remember no man's foot can passWhere evermore no green ...
O, Cartmel bells ring soft to-night,And Cartmel bells ring clear,But I lie far away to-night,Listening with my dear;Listening in a ...
Under the long fell's stony eavesThe ploughman, going up and down,Ridge after ridge man's tide-mark leaves,And turns the hard grey ...
My moon was lit in an hour of lilies;The apple-trees seemed older than ever.It rose from matted trees that severThe ...
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