Florence Wilkinson Heaven Poems
- 1. The Fugitives
We are they that go, that go,
Plunging before the hidden blow.
We run the byways of the earth,
For we are fugitive from birth,
... - 2. Students
John Brown and Jeanne at Fontainebleau-
‘T was Toussaint, just a year ago;
Crimson and copper was the glow
Of all the woods at Fontainebleau.
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