A Point of Sky
Boredom, disaster and distress
John Glassco
A Ballad of the Death of Thomas Pepyse, Tailor
A sluggish man with naugh
Utrillo's World
He sat above it, watching it recede
Utrillo's World
He sat above it, watching it recede,
Donne Procubitus
Come, let me kneel, that the whole world can say
The White Mansion
I am a bright thing on my rising ground,
A Ballad of the Death of Thomas Pepys, Tailor
A sluggish man with naught / But his trade and lease, / And a curst imperfection / In his speech,
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