The Whistler (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
'Tis spring; but laidIn ambuscadeThe Snow malignant lingers,And on the hillThe March wind stillAt times must blow his fingers. (John ...
'Tis spring; but laidIn ambuscadeThe Snow malignant lingers,And on the hillThe March wind stillAt times must blow his fingers. (John ...
O God, the cleanest offeringOf tainted earth below,Unblushing to thy feet we bring—"A leper white as snow!" (John Bannister Tabb)
Niva, Child of Innocence,Dust to dust we go:Thou, when Winter wooed thee hence,Wentest snow to snow. (John Bannister Tabb)
As a blossom of the lightDrifted downward through the night,From the darkness far belowCame her counterpart of snow. (John Bannister ...
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