The Poems of Joyce Kilmer

Index by First Line

Poems from France

In a wood they call the Rouge Bouquet

Many laughing ladies, leisurely and wise

My shoulders ache beneath my pack

The Sixty-ninth is on its way—France heard it long ago

Upon his will he binds a radiant chain

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