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by Madison Julius Cawein (Author)
When I go forth to greet the glad-faced Spring, Just at the time of opening apple-buds, When brooks are laughing, winds are whispering, On babbling hillsides or in warbling woods, There is an unseen presence that eludes: - Perhaps a Dryad, in whose tresses cling The loamy odors of old solitudes, Who, from her beechen doorway, calls; and leads My soul to follow; now with dimpling words Of leaves; and now with syllables of birds; While here and there-is it her limbs that swing? Or restless sunlight on the moss and weeds
Number of Pages: 62
Dimensions: 0.13 x 9.02 x 5.98 IN
Publication Date: June 20, 2016
