The Empty Boats (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Why do I see these empty boats, sailing on airy seas? One haunted me the whole night long, swaying with ...
Why do I see these empty boats, sailing on airy seas? One haunted me the whole night long, swaying with ...
My lady in her white silk shawl Is like a lily dim, Within the twilight of the room Enthroned and ...
She was taught desire in the street, Not at the angels' feet. By the good no word was said Of ...
In this, the City of my Discontent, Sometimes there comes a whisper from the grass, "Romance, Romance - is here. ...
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