The Enemies (John Freeman Poems)
The angry windThat cursed at meWas nothing but an evil spriteVexed with any man's delight.And strange it seemedThat a dark ...
John Freeman Poems on Man (32 Poems)
Dark And Strange (John Freeman Poems)
When first Love came, then was I but a boySwept with delirium of undreamt joy.Now Love comes to a man ...