The Feast Of The Virgins – The Feast Of The Virgins (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
'Twas sunrise; the spirits of mist trailed their white robes on dewy savannas,And the flowers raised their heads to be kissed by ...
The long winter wanes. On the wings of the spring come the geese and the mallards;On the bare oak the red-robin ...
Hark, the storm is raging high; Beat the breakers on the coast,And the wintry waters cry Like the wailing of a ghost.On ...
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