Whittier, John Greenleaf, 1807-1892 · Boston, Houghton, Osgood and company · leaf 186
mficr, I remember Where I was used to swing.And thouglit the air must rush as fresfl To swallows on the wing ;My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now.And summer pools coidd hardly cool The fever on my Ijrow ! I remember, I rememberThe fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their… … OUR HOMESTEAD. Our old brown homestead reared its walls. From the wayside dust aloof,Where the apple boughs could almost cast Their fruitage on its roof: 170 CHILI) LIFE. And the cherr3-tree so near it grew, That when awake I ve lain,In the lonesome nights I ve heard the limbs.As they creaked…
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