In Memoriam

William Nicholson

NICHOLSON - WILLIAM. The sun has long been set, the stars are out by twos and threes, the little birds are piping yet. Among the bushes and the trees; there's a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes, and a far-off wind that rushes, And a sound of water that gushes, and the cuckoo's sovereign cry fills all the hollow of the sky. - Billy.



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