"She look'd and saw that all was ruinous, Here stood a shattered archway plumed with fern; And here had fall'n a great part of a tower, Whole, like a crag that tumbles from the cliff, And like a crag was gay with wilding flowers, And high above a piece of turret stair, Worn by the feet that now were silent, Bare to the sun."

The Old Helmet 2015, Createspace

ISBN-13: 9781506132495

Trade paperback

The Old Helmet 2015, Palala Press

ISBN-13: 9781342053435