Choriambics II (Rupert Brooke Poems)
Here the flame that was ash, shrine that was void,lost in the haunted wood,I have tended and loved, year upon ...
Here the flame that was ash, shrine that was void,lost in the haunted wood,I have tended and loved, year upon ...
Here the flame that was ash, shrine that was void, lost in the haunted wood, I have tended and loved, ...
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not ...
Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not ...
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
From the candles and dumb shadows, And the house where love had died, I stole to the vast moonlight And ...
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
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