Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Fog

The ghost am I
Of winds that die
Alike on land or sea,
In silence deep
To shroud and keep
Their mournful memory.

A spirit white
I stalk the night,
Or, shadowing the skies,
Forbid the sun
To look upon
My noonday mysteries.

1. The Bluebird
2. A Spy
3. Garnered
4. Deflowered
5. The Bobolink

George Hamilton Fog ("Ten paces round me solid earth stretches")

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