Wanderlust Lost

I’m researching for a paper, gathering poetry related to the aging Ulysses in Tennyson’s poem of that name, and I thought I’d share my snips with you all… Rudyard Kipling, The Mary Gloster “Not the least of our merchant-princes.” Dickie, that’s me, your dad! I didn’t begin with askings. I took my job and I… Read More Wanderlust Lost