COMMONWEAL THE November 6, I929 . - - , carded so carefully that it had become light and soft like silk before it was spun into thread and woven into the velvet-textured cloth. This rich...
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188 THE COMMONWEAL June 20, 1928 POEMS Prints Her mouth is like a moth With velvet wings; Were my own lips more of flame Hers would settle more And flutter less. I am older now; The...
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