Spicewood (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from SpicewoodRaise God that Of a surety it is Spring! For out in the Old field there starts to bloom A spicewood bush, that frail but golden thing, A little light brought into a great room, Or coins held tight in a strict, careful hand, For fear they may be lost or spent too soon. Blown full Of Wind, this stretch of humble land, Where comes the Year, through the pale afternoon, Over this fire Of fagots in the grass That but a while ago he set a¿are To warm his chilled young body for a space. The country folk, who plodding houseward pass, See but some neighbor's lad dim stooping there Would he but turn and Show his wistful face!About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.