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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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'For All We Have And Are' 1914 Rudyard Kipling For all we have and are, For all our children's fat... -
L'ENVOI (Departmental Ditties) Rudyard Kipling The smoke upon your Altar dies, The flowers decay, The Goddess of your sacrific... -
Reported Missing John Bayliss With broken wing they limped across the sky caught in late sunlight, with their gunner dead, one engine gone... -
To Ianthe by Percy Bysshe Shelley I love thee, Baby! for thine own sweet sake; Those azure eyes, that faintly dimpled cheek, ... -
Alone James Joyce The noon's greygolden meshes make All night a veil, The shorelamps in the sleeping lake Laburnum tendrils trai... -
Sorry James, just couldn't resist! (And thanks to Emma.) Of Tears Anon Who would have thought there could have bin Such joy in ... -
Where it all began! James May 11/25/2008 05:36 AM Maid of Astolat, THat little poem is rather brilliant. More of this, please.
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Merry Christmas to the BFS. I'm re-posting this for those of you who recognise the acronym BFG but who may be unfamiliar with BFS. Now t...
