The Coming of May (Robert Henry Forster Poems)
ICHILL was the midnight at the birth of May,And yet ere long the infant month declinedTo wear the rags that ...
ICHILL was the midnight at the birth of May,And yet ere long the infant month declinedTo wear the rags that ...
NO fairer sight hath in the garden beenThroughout the summer since the birth of MayThan the tall blossoms which these ...
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