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‘Why do you stay by the window, Jill, Why do you stand and stare? There’s nothing to see but the sentinels, The names of ..

The news spread over the countryside As a clatter from iron rails, The ominous sound of clacketty-clack From their intersecting trail..

There’s a silence out in the fields tonight Where the barley sheaves are stooked, Their shadows stand in a menacing line While ..

She lived there still, in the house on the hill Though she hadn’t been seen for years, The Lady Margaret Hermanville She’d..

‘There’s something amiss with you today, There’s something that isn’t right, I heard you weep in your fitful slee..

The children wanted a puppy dog But I always told them no, We only had an apartment, with No place for it to grow, They groaned a..

The cabin had sat at the edge of the woods Since Eighteen fifty-two, It still belonged to our family, So I guess that meant me too, ..

I met him first in a darkened room Of the Club called Heaven’s Lair, You wouldn’t look at him twice, in fact You’d ..

I only wanted a quiet life Was the first thought that I had, When the woman beat on my cedar door, I thought that she must be mad. ..

Nightingale was a hunting lodge At the time of Baron Blood, He was holed up there for a month or so While the Tamar was in flood, ..