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Edgar Fawcett Quotes

January is here, with eyes that keenly glow, A frost-mailed warrior striding a shadowy steed of snow.

January is here, with eyes that keenly glow, A frost-mailed warrior striding a shadowy steed of snow.

Edgar Fawcett
Eye, Warrior, Snow

We say of the oak, How grand of girth! Of the willow we say, How slender! And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth How slight is the praise we render.

Edgar Fawcett
Earth, Praise, Grass
Edgar Fawcett (1891). “Songs of Doubt and Dream (poems)”

At some glad moment was it nature's choice to dower a scrap of sunset with a voice?

Edgar Fawcett
Sunset, Voice, Choices
Edgar Fawcett (1878). “Fantasy and Passion”

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