Potential Titles: Harold Monro
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That crow is flying after that cuckoo - Harold Monro "The Fresh Air"
And press your heart against the ground - Harold Monro "The Fresh Air"
Let us both listen till we understand - Harold Monro "The Fresh Air"
By running up the staircase once again - Harold Monro "Journey"
Go to explore each other's destinies - Harold Monro "Journey"
Into a torpor on the brink of thought - Harold Monro "Journey"
With their fifty chimneys close and high - Harold Monro "Journey"
Found right in the middle of the commonplace - Harold Monro "Journey"
Will stay to watch you drift apart and pass away - Harold Monro "Journey"
Gathers us up and scatters us again - Harold Monro "Journey"
Then I will howl all night in the reeds - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
Lie in the mud and howl for them - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
Better than stars or water - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
I stole them out of the moon - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
Silence is scattered like a broken glass - Harold Monro "Solitude"
The minutes prick their ears and run - Harold Monro "Solitude"
Then one by one subside again and pass - Harold Monro "Solitude"
Solitude walks one heavy step more near - Harold Monro "Solitude"
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And press your heart against the ground - Harold Monro "The Fresh Air"
Let us both listen till we understand - Harold Monro "The Fresh Air"
By running up the staircase once again - Harold Monro "Journey"
Go to explore each other's destinies - Harold Monro "Journey"
Into a torpor on the brink of thought - Harold Monro "Journey"
With their fifty chimneys close and high - Harold Monro "Journey"
Found right in the middle of the commonplace - Harold Monro "Journey"
Will stay to watch you drift apart and pass away - Harold Monro "Journey"
Gathers us up and scatters us again - Harold Monro "Journey"
Then I will howl all night in the reeds - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
Lie in the mud and howl for them - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
Better than stars or water - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
I stole them out of the moon - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"
Silence is scattered like a broken glass - Harold Monro "Solitude"
The minutes prick their ears and run - Harold Monro "Solitude"
Then one by one subside again and pass - Harold Monro "Solitude"
Solitude walks one heavy step more near - Harold Monro "Solitude"
Poet's Wikipedia page.
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