THE POEMS OF N. P. GRAHAM (1895-1920)

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	DROWSILY under the summer sky, Watching the cloudlets drifting by, Lulled by the love-lay of the bird And the peaceful lowing of the herd, I let my senses seek their wings, Soaring aloft to unguessed things . . .

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