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Lauren
is on page 49 of 272
‘I stand on the cliff and watch the veiled sun paling
A silver field afar in the mournful sea,
The scourge of the surf, and plaintive gulls sailing
At ease on the gale that smites the shuddering lea’
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‘Wer’t but for the woods, and summer asleep in them’
!!!!
— Jun 13, 2025 10:54AM
A silver field afar in the mournful sea,
The scourge of the surf, and plaintive gulls sailing
At ease on the gale that smites the shuddering lea’
———
‘Wer’t but for the woods, and summer asleep in them’
!!!!
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Lauren
is on page 103 of 272
I’ was divided between him and the gleam,
The motion, and the voices, of the stream
…
The horseman and the horse with silver shoes,
Galloped the downs last. All that I could lose
I lost. And then the child’s voice raised the dead.
‘No one’s been here before’ was what she said’
— Aug 17, 2025 11:38AM
The motion, and the voices, of the stream
…
The horseman and the horse with silver shoes,
Galloped the downs last. All that I could lose
I lost. And then the child’s voice raised the dead.
‘No one’s been here before’ was what she said’
Lauren
is on page 93 of 272
‘There’s a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes,
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo’s sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would ‘go parading’
In London, ‘and masquerading,’
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon’
— Jun 30, 2025 03:37PM
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo’s sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would ‘go parading’
In London, ‘and masquerading,’
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon’
