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Is this a holy thing to see, In a rich and fruitful land, Babes reducd to misery, Fed with cold and usurous…
[excerpt] … The wild dance maddens in the van, and those Who lead it – fleet as shadows on the green, Outspeed…
I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain – and back in rain. I have outwalked…
Read by Jeremy Irons
The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And did its…
Read by Charles Dance
An Old Story I It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad: The house-roofs seemed…
A new volcano has erupted, the papers say, and last week I was reading where some ship saw an island being born:…
