At The Last. (Robert Crawford Poems)
The sky grows white with the moon,And the sea yearns up to the nightAs the soul to an unknown height,Drawn ...
The sky grows white with the moon,And the sea yearns up to the nightAs the soul to an unknown height,Drawn ...
Bring me my robes and crown!I must make a brave end,Charmian, fitting the renownOf Antony's friend.Caesar shall find me so,'Tired ...
A little island in the riverThere is, round which the breezes quiverLike sweet birds that would stayA moment on their ...
Her beauty is the bourne thought cannot pass;And the angel of the heart's intelligence,Young Love, might deem that boundary infinite,So ...
When I did name her little lost one, sheBrushed from her eyes the precious drops of love,As if her memory ...
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