Poem by Hilaire Belloc

The Telephone

To-night in million-voiced London I 
Was lonely as the million-pointed sky 
Until your single voice. Ah! So the sun 
Peoples all heaven, although he be but one.

1. Is there any reward?
2. Our Lord and Our Lady
3. The Pelagian Drinking Song
4. The Rebel
5. Kings live in Palaces, and Pigs in sties

Robert Frost The Telephone ("When I was just as far as I could walk")

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