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Side 13
Festival By W. S. HILLMAN for Evelyn The twisted nape Of a sea - snail's neck catches The glint and spangle of a green moon . Long spiral conchs trough the sand's sleep , Making thin shadows whose fringe reaches At the breakwater ...
Festival By W. S. HILLMAN for Evelyn The twisted nape Of a sea - snail's neck catches The glint and spangle of a green moon . Long spiral conchs trough the sand's sleep , Making thin shadows whose fringe reaches At the breakwater ...
Side 16
II Noon ' Infidelity I am an infidel so are we all wheat kernels summer songs O is it green I want to be ? Rather weeds than steel beetles this I could have done if I had thought but I have lost the sun rises yellow hangs dirt red .
II Noon ' Infidelity I am an infidel so are we all wheat kernels summer songs O is it green I want to be ? Rather weeds than steel beetles this I could have done if I had thought but I have lost the sun rises yellow hangs dirt red .
Side 33
They drove on in the jeep , downı the straight narrow road with its almost - meeting lines of massive green trees . There would be some old installations he could inspect out this way , if he went on to the main road ; he could go on ...
They drove on in the jeep , downı the straight narrow road with its almost - meeting lines of massive green trees . There would be some old installations he could inspect out this way , if he went on to the main road ; he could go on ...
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