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_BY THE KANKAKEE_ Beneath the forest trees I lie, And watch the deep blue summer sky, And count the white cranes floating by On level wings; And in the undergrowth I hear A bittern softly treading near, While through the willows, sweet and clear, A wood thrush sings. BY SYLVESTER LAND BENEATH THE FOREST TREES I LIE AND WASH THE DEEP BLUE SUMMER SKY AND COUNT THE WHITE CRANES FLOATING BY ON LEVEL WINGS AND IN THE UNDERGROWTH I HEAR A BITTERN SOFTLY TREADING NEAR WHILE THROUGH THE WILLOWS SWEET AND CLEAR A WOOD THRUSH SINGS
 seems, To grasp his eager childhood dreams, One need but thither reach his palm. A sense of majesties and mights, An exaltation born of these; —The summit’s awful silences; A glimpse of Godhead from the heights! _ON THE PRAIRIE_ Across the dewy prairie The morning wind is borne, Beyond the new-mown hayfields, And through the tasseled corn. Upon the silver-maples It lifts the swinging leaves, And steals a subtile sweetness From rows of golden sheaves. Within the sunny orchard The harvest apples fall, While from the tossing branches The saucy jay-birds call. In crinkled, fringy clusters The scarlet poppies burn, Where, softly opening, eastward The yellow sunflowers turn. And nibbling in the garden, Between the cherry trees, I see a robber rabbit Among the pink sweet-peas. While with a fitful fanning, The lazy wind-mill swings, About the bloomy peaches A robin redbreast sings. And in the far horizon There dwells such tender hue, These azure cornflower blossoms Are not so sweet and blue.   BY THE CANKA KEY BY EVELING STEYNE READ FOR LIVER VOXA ORG 
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