The White Comrade (Robert Haven Schauffler Poems)
Under our curtain of fire,Over the clotted clods,We charged, to be withered, to reelAnd despairingly wheelWhen the bugles bade us ...
Under our curtain of fire,Over the clotted clods,We charged, to be withered, to reelAnd despairingly wheelWhen the bugles bade us ...
Earth has gone up from its Gethsemane,And now on Golgotha is crucified;The spear is twisted in the tortured side;The thorny ...
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