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What the Poplar Tree Said to Me

I was very weary, weary with a great soul weariness—a burden of worry and anxiety pressed hard upon my spirit—I was careful and troubled about many things. Was this course the right one? Was all well with me and mine? Such being a few of the vexing questions that crowded…
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Rest on a Mountain (Poem)

(Colle De La Faucille-Chamounix.) Here for a little space I lay me downIn silence and alone,Around me, huge peaks tower, each snowy crown'Mid dazzling sunlight shown,I, Nature's child, upon her bosom lean,Mother and Queen! Blue gentians, mountain roses, round me spreadTheir colour harmony,While first faint harbingers of sunset redDawn in…
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