 | A collection of poems by Ernest Radford |  |
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MEMORIES.
Our kisses ere the day was done
Were gathered slowly into one;
There rose a star where sank the sun.
Were gathered slowly into one;
There rose a star where sank the sun.
The whole in keeping, love confessed,
The silence of the crimsoned West,
The roving spirit seeking rest.
The silence of the crimsoned West,
The roving spirit seeking rest.
| A collection of poems by Ernest Radford | |