Daily Archives: August 15, 2016

Poem – Rouge Bouquet

In a wood they call the Rouge Bouquet  There is a new-made grave to-day,  Built by never a spade nor pick  Yet covered with earth ten metres thick.  There lie many fighting men,     Dead in their youthful prime,  Never … Continue reading

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Poem – Roses

I went to gather roses and twine them in a ring, For I would make a posy, a posy for the King. I got an hundred roses, the loveliest there be, From the white rose vine and the pink rose … Continue reading

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Poem – Listen My Beautiful One

‘Listen, my beautiful one ‘, says Shri Hari, ‘I won’t ever leave your place! There’s no girl like you at all with whose garland of flowers Would I be tied! ‘Listen, my beautiful one!’ says Shri Hari, ‘I won’t ever … Continue reading

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