Young September (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I With a look and a laugh where the stream was flowing, September led me along the land; Where the golden-rod and lobelia, ...
I With a look and a laugh where the stream was flowing, September led me along the land; Where the golden-rod and lobelia, ...
Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow stream Under your old wind-beaten tower, where still A lamp burns on ...
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