%)oyageur I raised night's proffered cup to parted lips, It was as though a thousand gallant ships Sailed down the blood-stream with that starry wine Into the far land of my heart's...
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'^Remembrance A night of watching stars and tides That whispered in the dark; Do you remember how we turned Into the silent park? I wonder now, across the world. If there are other gems As...
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The Little Peoples Sometimes through years, sometimes within a year The little hunted nations leave their walls, A tumult lifts them, sends them flying far. Wailing and cursing, till a silence...
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