Destiny (Harrison Smith Morris Poems)
OUR many years are made of clay and cloud, And quick desire is but as morning dew;And love and life, that ...
OUR many years are made of clay and cloud, And quick desire is but as morning dew;And love and life, that ...
When the bubble moon is young,Down the sources of the breeze,Like a yellow lantern hungIn the tops of blackened trees,There ...
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