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Monro,
Harold
Harold Edward Monro (March 14, 1879 - March 16, 1932) was a British poet, the proprietor of the Poetry Bookshop in London which helped many famous poets bring their work before the public.. British poet; proprietor of the Poetry Bookshop
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Overheard on a Saltmarsh
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Harold
Monro
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Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?
Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?
Give them me.
No.
Give them me. Give them me.
No.
Then I will howl all night in the reeds. Lie in the mud and howl for them.
Goblin, why do you love them so?
They are better than stars or water,
Better than voices of winds that sing,
Better than any man's fair daughter,
Your green glass beads on a silver ring.
Hush, I stole them out of the moon.
Give me your beads. I desire them.
No.
I will howl in a deep lagoon for your green glass beads, I love them so. Give them me. Give them me.
No.
Overheard on a Salt M
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