Punchinello ( v e r s e )
Burgh, Hugh de
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A leaf moved up on me, like a tattered old sailor dropped from
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Grey-cheeked, tobacco-browned, vaguely musty of cargoes...
...How it tumbled about in a random way, stood on its leg of a...
...but someone was watching...
...Rattled a dry throat and lighted an empty pipe from a dying...
...Grey-cheeked, tobacco-browned, vaguely musty of cargoes of...
...train was belling like the cows coming down the lane...
...HUGH DE BURGH...
...I would have given it a silver shilling, but it had no hands...
Vol. 10 • September 1929 • No. 20
