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Sunsets

“The frosty sky, like a furnace burning, The keen air, crisp and cold, And a sunset that splashes the clouds with gold But my heart to summer turning.” The first stanza of “A Winter Sunset” by Lord Alfred Douglas sums … Continue reading

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