Love Gifts Wind has no form for eyes to see And envies the deep-rooted tree. Trees have no voice, nor wings to soar, And welcome wind as visitor. In their arms he finds a form; They learn...
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November 2z, x935 The Commonweal 91 If there is still a possibility of revival, if there is still some means of preventing Europe from sinking back into primeval barbarism, it can only come from...
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