SMOOTH STONES Dark and hardened my soul Before your presence washed With waves of psalms in song* Dawning grace on…
Oh ye! Who have your eyeballs vex’d and tir’dfeast them upon the wideness of the sea.[i]Walking the two miles northward…
Oh ye! Who have your eyeballs vex’d and tir’dfeast them upon the wideness of the sea.[i] Walking the two miles…