English poem
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She passed 'neath the iron arch Of the legended ground;-- And the moon, like a twisted torch, Burned over one lonesome larch;-- She passed with never a sound.
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein X
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein X
English poem
She passed 'neath the iron arch Of the legended ground;-- And the moon, like a twisted torch, Burned over one lonesome larch;-- She passed with never a sound.