The Helot (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
I.Low the sun beat on the land, Red on vine and plain and wood;With the wine-cup in his hand, Vast the Helot ...
I.Low the sun beat on the land, Red on vine and plain and wood;With the wine-cup in his hand, Vast the Helot ...
GONE are the days, old Warrior of the Seas,When thine armed head, bent low to catch my voice,Caught but the ...
A peaceful spot, a little street, So still between the double roarOf sea and city that it seemed A rest in music, ...
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