Stops of Various Quills/Midway

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Midway by William Dean Howells
illustrations by Howard Pyle

Howells, Stops of Various Quills, 1895 003 large a.jpg


MIDWAY


SO blithe the birds sang in the trees, 
 The trees sang in the wind,
I winged me with the morning breeze,
 And left Care far behind.

But now both birds and trees are mute
 In the hot hush of noon;
And I must up and on afoot,
 Or Care will catch me soon.




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