The Nativity (Mary Weston Fordham Poems)
The gloom of night had overspread the land,Swaying its dread sceptre o'er every man;For superstition like a monarch reigned,And Adam's ...
The gloom of night had overspread the land,Swaying its dread sceptre o'er every man;For superstition like a monarch reigned,And Adam's ...
Almost whose last words were"We shall meet beyond the River."Yes, my darling, when life's shadowsOver me do darkly fall,Meet me ...
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