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Harry Kemp Quotes

Where the vast cloudless sky was broken by one crow I sat upon a hill - all alone - long ago; But I never felt so lonely and so out of God's way, As here, where I brush elbows with a thousand every day.

Where the vast cloudless sky was broken by one crow I sat upon a hill - all alone - long ago; But I never felt so lonely and so out of God's way, As here, where I brush elbows with a thousand every day.

Harry Kemp
Lonely, Long Ago, Sky

And wilt thou sing the shadowy hosts that never march again?

Harry Kemp
March, Host
Harry Kemp (1914). “The Cry of Youth”

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