From Generation To Generation (Sir Henry Newbolt Poems)
O Son of mine, when dusk shall find thee bendingBetween a gravestone and a cradle's head---Between the love whose name ...
O Son of mine, when dusk shall find thee bendingBetween a gravestone and a cradle's head---Between the love whose name ...
This is the Chapel: here, my son, Your father thought the thoughts of youth, And heard the words that one ...
It fell in the year of Mutiny, At darkest of the night, John Nicholson by Jal?ndhar came, On his way ...
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