In Gordon Street - by
for I could board tonight
to any of those unearthly destinations
whatever train I chose
for I could board tonight
to any of those unearthly destinations
whatever train I chose
Thaim that socht eftir me noo flee awa,
/ Thaim that cam creepin barfit i the snaw.
/ Ah kent them gentil, meek an…
‘A hurt so small,’
/ Say you,
/ ‘A thread of grey
/ On blue,
/ So slight a thing
/ Less…
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