William Theodore Parkes: 1 book

The daylight dreams of many a time, When song, and rhythmic story, Were tuned, and voiced for Bigot, and in gay Bohemian ears, Bring welcome wraiths of joyous nights, thro' whirling clouds of glory; The incense of the social weed, o'er spirit cup that cheers. With hail! to Cycle speedmen, and the boaters...