Poems

Fauconshawe

Fauconshawe Fauconshawe [A Ballad] To fetch clear water out of the spring The little maid Margaret ran; From the stream to the castle’s western wing It […]

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Gone

Gone IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great and small, Of the dust […]

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No Name

No Name “A stone upon her heart and head, But no name written on that stone; Sweet neighbours whisper low instead, This sinner was a loving […]

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