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“Jimmy Doane,” Rowland Thirlmere

Jimmy Doane Often I think of you, Jimmy Doane,— You who, light-heartedly, came to my house Three autumns, to shoot and to eat a grouse! As I sat apart in this quiet room, My mind was full of the horror … Continue reading

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“Jimmy Doane,” Rowland Thirlmere

Jimmy Doane Often I think of you, Jimmy Doane,– You who, light-heartedly, came to my house Three autumns, to shoot and to eat a grouse! As I sat apart in this quiet room, My mind was full of the horror … Continue reading

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