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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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Speak! William Wordsworth WHY art thou silent! Is thy love a plant Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air Of absence wither... -
On Beacon Hill Laurie Lee Now as we lie beneath the sky, Prone and knotted, you and I, Visible at last we are To each nebula and star... -
Sad Story of a Motor Fan H. A. Field Young Ethelred was only three Or somewhere thereabouts, when he Began to show in divers ways The... -
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Beauty John Masefield I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain: I h... -
"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer Calling Fusker May, did you kno... -
"Hello!" he cries; and he puts up his book and his pencil. "There you are! Come on, if you please." I suppose I do co... -
I know that I am biased but this is mine and it's a favourite. And what of the man Who's the Earth seen... -
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...
