GERALD METCALFE
“EVEN ON THE COLD GRAVE LIGHTS THE CHERUB HOPE!” FROM “THE POEMS OF COLERIDGE” (JOHN LANE)
GERALD METCALFE
“THE VASSAL’S SPEECH, HIS TAUNTING VEIN, IT THRILL’D LIKE VENOM THRO’ HER BRAIN.” FROM “THE POEMS OF COLERIDGE” (JOHN LANE)
GERALD METCALFE