Clinton Scollard
Poems (7)
- A BellHad i the power
- As I Came Down from LebanonCame winding, wandering slowly down
- Be ye in Love with April-tideI’ faith, in love am I!
- KhamsinOh, the wind from the desert blew in!—
- MemnonWhy dost thou hail with songful lips no more
- Sidney GodolphinThey rode from the camp at morn
- The Book-StallIt stands in a winding street,