Torsade Literary Space The Folly: Romans (first Tattersby)
The Folly Tattersby Romans We thought they were not men They, beardless, most, but for their slaves Vaunted trophies keeping costumed show That in all weathers tell their vanquished homes Came by war-engine attended Came regaliaed steed, foreguard of chariot Wheeled cage of sacrificial beast Gentled by […]