The same leaves over and over agai
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather g
Before the leaves can mount again

As told to a child
As I went out a Crow
In a low voice said, 'Oh,
I was looking for you.
How do you do?

I met a lady from the South who s
(You won’t believe she said it, bu
‘None of my family ever worked, or
A thing to sell.’ I don’t suppose
Much matters. You may work for al

A NEIGHBOR of mine in the vill
Likes to tell how one spring
When she was a girl on the farm, s
A childlike thing.
One day she asked her father

We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.
'Tis pity if the case require

The three stood listening to a fre
Of wind that caught against the ho
Gulped snow, and then blew free ag
Dressed, but dishevelled from some
Meserve belittled in the great ski

The buzz—saw snarled and rattled i
And made dust and dropped stove—le
Sweet—scented stuff when the breez
And from there those that lifted e
Five mountain ranges one behind th

We sit indoors and talk of the col
And every gust that gathers streng
Is a threat to the house. But the
We think of the tree. If it never
We’ll know, we say, that this was

Love and forgetting might have car
A little further up the mountain s
With night so near, but not much f
They must have halted soon in any
With thoughts of a path back, how

Here further up the mountain slope
Than there was every any hope,
My father built, enclosed a spring
Strung chains of wall round everyt
Subdued the growth of earth to gra