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[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]

At The Summit Of The Washington Monument.

Look North! A white-clad city fills
This valley to its sloping hills;
Here gleams the modest house of white,...

[From Farmer Harrington's Calendar.]

NOVEMBER 20, 18 - .

It's quite a show, and strikes me a good deal -
How many ride around here on a wheel;
The streets are graded very smooth and nice,...

JOHN:

I've worked in the field all day, a-plowin' the "stony streak;"
I've scolded my team till I'm hoarse; I've tramped till my legs are weak;
I've choked a dozen swears (so's not to tell Jane fibs)...

I.

'Twas a drowsy night on Tompkins Hill:
The very leaves of the trees lay still;
The world was slumbering, ocean deep;
And even the stars seemed half asleep,...

I.
The great procession came up the street,
With clatter of hoofs and tramp of feet;
There was General Jones to guide the van,
And Corporal Jinks, his right-hand man;
And each was riding his high horse,...

Go set the table, Mary, an' let the cloth be white!
The hungry city children are comin' here to-night;
The children from the city, with features pinched an' spare,...

[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]

[More Ways Than One.]

I was present, one day
Where both layman and priest
Worshipped God in a way
That was startling, at least:
Over thirty in place...

I've been to the old farm-house, good-wife,
Where you and I were wed;
Where the love was born to our two hearts
That now lies cold and dead.
Where a long-kept secret to you I told,...

[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]

Through these broad streets do I fly -
Furlongs and miles I defy,
Till the "magnificent distance"
Vanishes out of existence.
Let me with pencil prolong...

[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]

[The Wedding Of The Towns.][5]

Let all of the bells ring clear,
And all of the flags be seen;
The King of the Western Hemisphere...

The Farmer Discourses of his Son.

Tom was goin' for a poet, an' said he'd a poet be;
One of these long-haired fellers a feller hates to see;
One of these chaps forever fixin' things cute and clever;...

[From Farmer Harrington's Calendar.]

FEBRUARY 5, 18 - .

Want - want - want - want! O God! forgive the crime,
If I, asleep, awake, at any time,
Upon my bended knees, my back, my feet,...

[From Farmer Harrington's Calendar.]


APRIL 25, 18 - .

RAIN - rain - rain - for three good solid fluid weeks -
Till the air swims, and all creation leaks!...

[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]


Here in The City I ponder,
Through its long pathways I wander.
These are the spires that were gleaming
All through my juvenile dreaming....

[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]

When Prometheus stole the flame,
Did he know what with it came?
Did he look afar and see
All the blessings that would be?
Could he view the gentle gloam...

[From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book.]

Let me a moment indite
Scenes that I witnessed one night:


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