The Poor, Poor Country (John Shaw Neilson Poems)
Oh 'twas a poor country, in Autumn it was bare,The only green was the cutting grass and the sheep found ...
Oh 'twas a poor country, in Autumn it was bare,The only green was the cutting grass and the sheep found ...
I DREAM of an old kissing-time And the flowered follies there;In the dim place of cherry-trees, Of you, and yellow air.It was ...
When you go underground with all your airs,Your kindly lies and your ridiculous prayers,You shall not ever fear to face ...
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