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    Some Verses
    Some Verses
    Some Verses
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    Some Verses

    By Helen Hay Whitney

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateNov 25, 2013
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      Some Verses - Helen Hay Whitney

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      Title: Some Verses

      Author: Helen Hay

      Release Date: March 14, 2013 [EBook #42330]

      Language: English

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      SOME VERSES

      BY

      HELEN HAY

      DUCKWORTH AND CO.

      3 HENRIETTA ST. COVENT GARDEN

      1898

      To my Father

      CONTENTS

      SONNETS

      THE DAYS

      A long grim corridor—a sullen bar

      Of light athwart the darkness—where no fleet

      Pale sunshine spreads for dark his winding sheet

      A light, not born of noon nor placid star

      Glows lurid thro' the gloom—while from afar,

      Beats marching of innumerable feet.

      Is this the place where tragic armies meet?

      The throb of terror that presages war?—

      I strain to see, then softly on my sight

      There falls the vision, manifold they come—

      White listless Day chained to her brother Night—

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