The Quarters of the Moon
At the quarters of the moonwhen tides are low
Michael Parr
The Cave
The cave, at last, where I stand and tremble
Azra'il
He will pass over the plains of earth
The Poacher
He is something of a catspaw
When I Was Far Away
When I was far away and fled
When I Was a Young Fool
When I was a young fool
At My End
If at my end I cry to God
Winter is a Long Time
Winter is a long time
Daniel
Daniel, I saw you coming out of time
Let the Rime Go Wring
Let the rime go wring and let go tune,
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