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The skylarks are far behind that sang over the down;
I can hear no more those suburb nightingales;
Thrushes and blackbirds sing in the gardens of the
In vain: the noise of man, beast, and machine prevails

The people along the
All turn and look one way
They turn their back on the land
They look at the sea all day

Dear Wanderer— The sky is gray,
With flecks of blue The clouds rush over
A bird is singing Far away,
And butterflies Taste of the clover

She wavered, stopped and turned, methought her eyes,
The deep grey windows of her heart, were wet,
Methought they softened with a new regret To note in mine unspoken miseries,
And as a prayer from out my heart did rise And struggled...

"Thus far 80,000 horses have been shipped from the United States to the European
AT was our share in the sinning,
That we must share the doom
Sweet was our life's