Uploaded on April 30, 2012 This is my rockAnd here I runTo steal the secret of the sun; This is […]
127/365: October
O hushed October morning mild,Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,Should waste them all.The crows […]
27/365: To the Muses
Uploaded on July 6, 2011 … Whether on chrystal rocks ye rove,Beneath the bosom of the seaWandring in many a […]