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 ...
WITH breath of thyme and bees that hum, Across the years you seem to come,- Across the years with nymph-like ...
F. OF H. I want a verse. It gives you little pains;--You just sit down, and draw upon your brains.Come, ...
O BABBLING Spring, than glass more clear, Worthy of wreath and cup sincere, To-morrow shall a kid be thine With ...
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