Service of all the Dead (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
Between the avenues of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks, and surplices Of linen, go the chaunting choristers, The priests ...
Between the avenues of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks, and surplices Of linen, go the chaunting choristers, The priests ...
Along the avenue of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks and surplices Of linen, go the chanting choristers, The priests ...
Green fingers holding the hillside, mustard whipping in the sea winds, one blood-bright poppy breathing in and out. The odor ...
Dawn coming in over the fields of darkness takes me by surprise and I look up from my solitary road ...
"Tell me, where do ghosts in love Find their bridal veils?" "If you and I were ghosts in love We'd ...
A chant for a children's pantomime dance, suggested by a picture painted by George Mather Richards. I saw a proud, ...
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when ...
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