The Old House
Mossy gray stands the House, four-square to the wind, Embosomed in the hills. The garden old Of yew and box and fishpond speaks her mind, Sweet-ordered, quaint, recluse, fold within fold Of quietness; but true and choice and kind-- A sober casket for a heart of gold.
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"Mossy gray stands the House, four-square to the wind,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Maurice Henry Hewlett delivers a powerful performance in "The Old House"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...