A Dead Letter (Henry Austin Dobson Poems)
I DREW it from its china tomb;- It came out feebly scented With some thin ghost of past perfume That ...
I DREW it from its china tomb;- It came out feebly scented With some thin ghost of past perfume That ...
'Tis an old dial, dark with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom,Tricked in the autumn with the ...
The Printer's is a happy lot:Alone of all professions,No fateful smudges ever blotHis earliest "impressions."The outgrowth of his youthful kenNo ...
OUT from the City's dust and roar, You wandered through the open door; Paused at a plaything pail and spade ...
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