The Carver In Stone (John Drinkwater Poems)
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
I At any moment love unheraldedComes, and is king. Then as, with a fallOf frost, the buds upon the hawthorn ...
For peace, than knowledge more desireable, Into your Sussex quietness I came,When summer's green and gold and azure fell Over the world ...
A shower of green gems on my apple treeThis first morning of MayHas fallen out of the night, to beHerald ...
On a ploughland hill against the sky,Over the barley, over the rye,Time, which is now a black pine tree,Holds out ...
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