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I love to rise in a summer morn When the birds sing on every tree; The distant huntsman winds his horn, And…
Read by Dan Stevens & Max Irons
“I’m sorry I done it, Major.” We bandaged the livid face; And led him out, ere the wan sun rose, To die…
Read by Juliet Stevenson, Lindsay Duncan & Vanessa Redgrave
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives…
Read by Rupert Evans
I Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat – Found the…
