The well was dry beside the door, And so we went with pail and can Across the fields behind the house To seek the brook if still it ran; ... Read more
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October Morning Rain
The leaves dulled out this year, too dry to make scarlets or flashing golds, and so this rain strips them off quick, quicker than a knife scales a ... Read more