The Neighbour’s Children (Mary Webb Poems)
They run to meet me, clinging to my dress,The neighbour's children. With a wild unrestAnd sobbings of a strange, fierce ...
They run to meet me, clinging to my dress,The neighbour's children. With a wild unrestAnd sobbings of a strange, fierce ...
So here is come the night of nights!On every pine a star is kindled.Too slowly cumbrous summer dwindled;But now the ...
Within the doorway of your room to-nightI stood, and saw your little treasures allSet out beneath the golden candle-light,While silver ...
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