Never Again (Hugh McCrae Poems)
SHE looked on me with sadder eyes than Death, And, moving through the large, autumnal trees, Failed like a phantom ...
SHE looked on me with sadder eyes than Death, And, moving through the large, autumnal trees, Failed like a phantom ...
SHE is more sparkling beautiful Than dawn-light seen thro' tears The weeping worlds of Paradise Shed down upon the spheres. ...
The bleak faced Winter, with his braggart winds(Coiled to his scrawny throat in tattered black),Posts down the highway of his ...
Night,and the yellow pleasure of candle-light….old brown books and the kind, fine face of the clockfogged in the veils of ...
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