 | Margaret Kean - Epic poetry, English - 2005 - 196 pages
...soon after I beheld those Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can rarely dwell.2 Hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges. At the sight of this land of bondage, a fresh horror ran through all my frame, and chilled me to the... | |
 | David Laing - 2006 - 364 pages
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