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Under Sods moon, and the cradle daunt dwell in it’s Kingship. A mighty deed will all sway, and heed the soldier, A Sacrifice for us, For All of us. …
Under Sods moon, and the cradle daunt dwell in it’s Kingship. A mighty deed will all sway, and heed the soldier, A Sacrifice for us, For All of us. …
Aside the table, on the shore of the Salel river Dwelt a mind, too far astride our own communal mind, Who wandered distressed wide wide And found himself wolf howling…
Excerpts I, III,IV,V,VIII,XI,XII,XIII,XIV. The Diary was travelled at boon time, double convert. From real steel, How great thou art to pray. Lead on the chaplet of the birth of the…
The frondey winner that was a cup of tea to the British, Tae to the Irish and a cup of Cha to the Irish buccaneering Uncles and Aunts. But what…