The Going Out Of The Tide (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
The eastern heaven was all faint amethyst,Whereon the moon hung dreaming in the mist;To north yet drifted one long delicate ...
The eastern heaven was all faint amethyst,Whereon the moon hung dreaming in the mist;To north yet drifted one long delicate ...
Why should I sing of earth or heaven? not rather rest,Powerless to speak of that which hath my soul possessed,—For ...
One soiled and shamed and foiled in this world's fight,Deserter from the host of God, that hereStill darkly struggles,—waked from ...
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