Newel Post Poems - Poems about Newel Post

...Myrtle Parker Myrtle Parker lived on the Riviera, That’s the English one not the French. Her favourite tipple is Red Currant Cider, Only beverage her thirst would quench. Never did she marry......

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...Soft and white the landscape, Spreading farther than I can see, Skipping over rolling hills, Turning ar......

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.... . . a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayer . . . — John Donne — Standing at the top of the stairs, a shimmering— an image so light and ethereal that she do......

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