Now this will be quite interesting
An apt bit of doggerel, I think, for the coming years. AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race, I make my proper prostrations …
I heard the bells on Christmas day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men. And thought …
Step softly, under snow or rain, To find the place where men can pray; The way is all so very plain That we may lose the way. Oh, we …
The first of the weekly poetry readings, a series cut short by server trouble and reposted here. Enjoy this little treasure from the brilliant A.E. …
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