In The Old Theatre, Fiesole. (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I traced the Circus whose gray stones incline Where Rome and dim Etruria interjoin, Till came a child who showed ...
I traced the Circus whose gray stones incline Where Rome and dim Etruria interjoin, Till came a child who showed ...
In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches ...
(Lines on the loss of the "Titanic") I In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the ...
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