Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 177
smoke is rosy, The sky swept clean for New Years Day. The pigeons wheel around the steeple,Against the azure, pure and cold: How can it be that grown-up peopleDont care about the mornings gold ? Run on, Rose-Red, the keen light facingWith eyes of welcome, brave and clear; With winds and winged…
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