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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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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... -
From Feathers to Iron Cecil Day-Lewis Rest from loving and be living. Fallen is fallen past retrieving The unique flyer dawn's d... -
In Absence Edward Shanks My lovely one, be near to me to-night. For now I need you most, since I have gone Through the sparse woodla... -
To Lucasta, going beyond the Seas Richard Lovelace. 1618–1658 If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone You o... -
Horses on the Camargue Roy Campbell In the grey wastes of dread, The haunt of shattered gulls where nothing moves But in a shroud of s... -
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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... -
Reported Missing John Bayliss With broken wing they limped across the sky caught in late sunlight, with their gunner dead, one engine gone...
