Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 458
e waking worldAs it lay smilingly unfurledUpon my raptured sight. One August evening, glory-filled,The air with richest gold instilled,I heard a thrushs night-song trilled,And watched the sunset light. And oh, the mystery that stirred,—The thousand silent sounds that whirred ;The breathing of the… … shore—crash ! I saw the edge of our canoe rise up, andhad barely time to grasp it, when I caught one last vividglimpse of the deep blue sky and the river with the sunon it, and the water closed over my head. Instantly Irealized the situation : we had tipped over; we werehaving an adventure ; but I…
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