Masters, Edgar Lee: Spoon River Anthology - Francis Turner
Spoon River Anthology - Francis Turner (English)I could not run or play In boyhood. In manhood I could only sip the cup, Not drink - For scarlet-fever left my heart diseased. Yet I lie here Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows: There is a garden of acacia, Catalpa trees, and arbors sweet with vines - There on that afternoon in June By Mary's side - Kissing her with my soul upon my lips It suddenly took flight.
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