The Road To The Bow (James David Corrothers Poems)
Ever and ever anon, After the black storm, the eternal, beauteous bow!Brother, to rosy-painted mists that arch beyond, Blithely I go.My brows ...
Ever and ever anon, After the black storm, the eternal, beauteous bow!Brother, to rosy-painted mists that arch beyond, Blithely I go.My brows ...
O'er all my song the image of a face Lieth, like shadow on the wild sweet flowers. The dream, the ecstasy that ...
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