Potential Titles: John Presland aka Gladys Skelton

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Veiled by the creeping shadow of night - John Presland "An August Night, 1914"

Saluted the lions three - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

Ill eagles fair in the lion's lair - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

To the eagle leave the sky - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

Now is revenge for an ancient grudge - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

Who out upon Fate did call - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

His heart in the minstrel's hand - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

So thickly sown with stars - John Presland "The Deluge"

A vase of ebon in a silver shroud - John Presland "The Deluge"

Nightingale with her ecstatic pain transfixed - John Presland "The Deluge"

Shadows cast by palace walls - John Presland "The Deluge"

That web of close-knit darkness - John Presland "The Deluge"

Crowned with stars for flowers - John Presland "The Deluge"

Like fever chill in fever burning - John Presland "The Deluge"

The secret riddle of this universe - John Presland "The Deluge"

Spare us last catastrophe - John Presland "The Deluge"

The call of quails across the desert - John Presland "The Deluge"

Truth approaches us on flaming wings - John Presland "The Deluge"

Nurtured for the hungry waters - John Presland "The Deluge"

May still retrieve its heart's Eurydice - John Presland "February"

All the forms through which spirit yearns - John Presland "The German Band"

Tore the air to shreds and tatters - John Presland "In the Tube"

Its undersong of silence born - John Presland "A January Morning"

Whose colour was but echo - John Presland "A January Morning"

Harmonies of wedded hue - John Presland "A January Morning"

Where the rivers rise that water Eden - John Presland "London Dawn"

When earth is transmuted to silver and gold - John Presland "A London Idyll II"

In changeless angles fixed and bound - John Presland "The Moon in January"

With sun's November worth - John Presland "November"

One word dispel a cloud of tears - John Presland "November"

One breath of healing to this dark life yields - John Presland "Piccadilly"

Greets these sidelong eyes with blessings - John Presland "Piccadilly"

Prisoned in a net of stealthy streets - John Presland "Piccadilly"

In the black December frost - John Presland "A Song"

Deep from the daylight's vulgar gaze - John Presland "Sparrows"

Nor the least surprise at the uneven scales of fate - John Presland "Street Music I"

A grotesque and desolate thing of woe - John Presland "Street Music II"

And sacred upon his way he goes - John Presland "Street Music II"

Clean cast from Perfection's brain - John Presland "Tapestry"

With fingers thrice refined - John Presland "Tapestry"

Guarded by silver-footed antelope - John Presland "To a Robin in December"

Silver pipe of hope - John Presland "To a Robin in December"

Secret nature's treasure room - John Presland "To April"

Come back to the primroses again - John Presland "To J.F.W."

Glimmers through the footsteps of Persephone - John Presland "To J.F.W."

In his starry sphere remote - John Presland "To the Leaders of Both Parties January 1910"

The Protean shapes of evil - John Presland "To the Leaders of Both Parties January 1910"

Having knit, untie the knot - John Presland "A Villa on the Bay of Naples"

To lie beneath your foot in hell - John Presland "A Villa on the Bay of Naples"

For what the oak left unexpressed - John Presland "Wisdom and Youth"


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