Rescue (Jean Starr Untermeyer Poems)
Wind and wave and the swinging rope Were calling me last night; None to save and little hope, No inner light. Each snarling lash ...
Wind and wave and the swinging rope Were calling me last night; None to save and little hope, No inner light. Each snarling lash ...
Plow not nor plant this arid mound. Here is no sap for seed, No ferment for your need-- Ungrateful ground! No sun can warm ...
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