The Wind on the Heath: A Gypsy AnthologyJohn Sampson |
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... road before me . Wealth I seek not , hope nor love , Nor a friend to know me ; All I seek , the heaven above And the road below me . Or let autumn fall on me Where afield I linger , Silencing the bird on tree , Biting the blue finger ...
... road before me . Wealth I seek not , hope nor love , Nor a friend to know me ; All I seek , the heaven above And the road below me . Or let autumn fall on me Where afield I linger , Silencing the bird on tree , Biting the blue finger ...
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... road . Yoho , by churches dropped down by themselves in quiet nooks , with rustic burial - grounds about them ... road again . Yoho ! Yoho ! O Highway and Packway Charles Dickens . WANDERING Road , stranger and instant friend , — For ...
... road . Yoho , by churches dropped down by themselves in quiet nooks , with rustic burial - grounds about them ... road again . Yoho ! Yoho ! O Highway and Packway Charles Dickens . WANDERING Road , stranger and instant friend , — For ...
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A Gypsy Anthology John Sampson. I Roads LOVE roads : The goddesses that dwell Far along invisible Are my favourite ... road wet with rain In the sun would not gleam Like a winging stream If we trod it not again . They are lonely While ...
A Gypsy Anthology John Sampson. I Roads LOVE roads : The goddesses that dwell Far along invisible Are my favourite ... road wet with rain In the sun would not gleam Like a winging stream If we trod it not again . They are lonely While ...
Contents
LORDS OF THE UNIVERSE | 3 |
THE YOUTHFUL RUSKIN SPEAKS | 10 |
WHERE DO WE COME FROM? | 16 |
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