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D H Lawrence | ||
Shadows | And if tonight my soul may find her peace | |
We Are Transmitters | As we live, we are transmitters of life | |
The Collier's Wife | Somebody's Knockin' at th' door | |
The Bride | My love looks like a girl tonight | |
The Song of a Man who has Cvome Through | Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! | |
Kangaroo | In the northern hemisphere | |
Mountain Lion | Climbing through the January snow, into the Lobo Canyon | |
We Are Transmitters | As we live, we are transmitters of life | |
Self-Pity | I never saw a wild thing | |
The Gazelle Calf | The gazelle calf, O my children | |
Little Fish | The tiny fish enjoy themselves | |
The Mosquito Knows | The mosquito knows full well, small as he is | |
Stand Up! | Stand up, but not for Jesus! | |
Shadows | And if tonighht my soul may find her peace | |
Alun Lewis | ||
All Day it has Rained | All day it has rained, and we on the edge of the moors | |
Wyndham Lewis | ||
The Song of the Militant Romance | Again let me do a lot of extraordinary talking | |
The Song of the Militant Romance | Again let me do a lot of extraordinary talking | |
Malcom Lowry | ||
He Liked the Dead | As the poor end of each dead day drew near |