Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 365
rogs always ! But, somehow, they Dont seem like noises made by day. Then all up through the meadow-grassIt s nice an cool for Blossoms feet. I let the bars down while we pass, An t seems like everything smells sweet. It s red out where the sun went down. But all the woods below are brown. An there…
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