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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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The Turkish Trench Dog Geoffrey Dearmer Night held me as I crawled and scrambled near The Turkish lines. Above, the mocking stars Silv... -
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"The web was woven curiously, The charm is broken utterly," Tennyson
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Thee, Thee, Only Thee Thomas Moore The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking, The night's long hours still find me thinking... -
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Oh no! Can it be true that the BFS is no longer with us? The original ode plus a new third verse Ode to the BFS You match me in palene... -
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