The Telephone Poem by Hilaire Belloc
The Telephone
Rating: ★2.8
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.
Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,london,lonely,sky,sun
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