Plain Folk (John Buchan Poems)
Since flaming angels drove our sireFrom Eden's green to walk the mire,We are the folk who tilled the plotAnd ground ...
Since flaming angels drove our sireFrom Eden's green to walk the mire,We are the folk who tilled the plotAnd ground ...
I will sing of thee, Great Sea-Mother,Whose white arms gatherThy sons in the ending:And draw them homewardFrom far sad marches—Wild ...
I will walk warily in the wise woods on the fringes of eventide,For the covert is full of noises and ...
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