At least until the dark is gone.
So many bells, so many sighs, so many sombre grey draped skiesSo often is the scenery set, although the actors haven’t metAnd yet so little compromise, so little thought, so much surpriseAs mist nets...
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Keith,The title is a draw that can not be resistedand the poem lives up to its promise. "As mist nets catch church whisperings, before the congregation sings,While footlights shine into the shade, as...
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