Attadale, West Highlands (William Ernest Henley Poems)
A black and glassy float, opaque and still,The loch, at furthest ebb supine in sleep,Reversing, mirrored in its luminous deepThe ...
A black and glassy float, opaque and still,The loch, at furthest ebb supine in sleep,Reversing, mirrored in its luminous deepThe ...
The big teetotum twirls, And epochs wax and wane As chance subsides or swirls; But of the loss and gain ...
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