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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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House On A Cliff Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound of the wind. Outd... -
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The Mill William Allingham Two leaps the water from it's race Made to the brook below; The first leap it was curving glass, The se... -
Found this in an e-mail today. Heaven is Where: The Police are British, The Chefs are Italian, The Mechanics are German, The Lovers are Fren...
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Faint Music Walter de la Mare The meteor's arc of quiet; a voiceless rain; The mist's mute communing with a stagnant moat; The...