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Title: Out-door reveries
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: Jaques, E. Parker Jaques, Francis Lee, 1887-1969
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Publisher: Kansas City, Mo. : Burton Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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ay with romping winds, Or a gleam neath the rays of the moon, Soothed by the song of the night bird,Or the echoing cry of the loon. 82 Outdoor Reveries Asleep neath the mantle of winter,Spread over that silent form, Or smiling in June times rainfall,Or laughing at rage of the storm. Crown of the Father of Waters—Gem of his infant dress— A careless child, held and beguiled,In the arms of the wilderness. Outdoor Reveries 83 THE SIXTH HOUR. Tis sultry noon in summer time, No pulse of nature seems to beat; No sifting breeze, no nodding leaf,Just quivering waves of heat. The sweltered river curls among The driftwoods tangled heap,Sun-loving turtles, surfeited, Back to the waters creep;An angler, careless of rod and line, Lies in the shade asleep. The stalwart maples bow beneath The force that gave them birth;Sore chastened by the parent sun, Droop to the Mother Earth. The wary bass that early flashed Through minnows gathered school, Now sulkily lies hid beneathThe depth of shaded pool.
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Outdoor Reveries 85 A stork stands dozing in the glare, Mid drooping sedge and bog;From underneath the lily pad Peeps forth the blinking frog,A water snake lies motionless Upon a floating log. The erstwhile songster seeks the shade, All natures dronings cease,And quiet reigns, a stately queen, Oer sun commanded peace. 86 Outdoor Reveries OLD HOME TOWN. Were coming back to old home townTo review lifes fitful scenes— For afterglow from lifes long roundIn land of youthful dreams. Lifes tale is told in faring forthIn mornings crimson blush, And coming back ere shadows fall,With twilights sadning hush. A faring forth and a coming backTo hearth-fires restful sheen; For lifes made up of dawn and dusk,And wanderlust between. We come to meet those girls and boysThough years between have rolled, A fig for art that time employs,We wont believe theyre old. Outdoor Reveries 87 That some have grown to wealth and fameAnd some have passed tis said, Yet we are seven just the same,We wont believe the

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