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Title: Wayside poems for old and young
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Van Slyke, Elmer W., 1861-
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Publisher: Binghamton, N.Y., Chronicle Publishing Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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42 The L,QUPrs Soltloqui) O, butternut tree, with spreading boughs Close by my window sill,I note thy leaflets peeping forth, This sunny day, and still. I have watched thy naked branches, tossed, By winters snowy blast.When my heart, as barren and restless Made life too bitter to last. And the moaning wind in thy branchesFound echo within my breast; Filled with a tide of misgivings—With hope and fear distressed. But the dreary days as they come and go Bring little of cheer to me;So I envy thy hopes in the bursting buds, O, beautiful butternut tree. Yet, firm as thy roots are emplanted In the bosom of the earth.Are grown my affections around the heart That to my love gave birth. But since my love unrequited is, Let it die and crumble away,Like a fire-touched oak of the forest That succumbs to a slow decay. 43
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Adown the glen in a bosky dell When the evening shades are falling, I hear the sounds of a distant bell,And the voice of the farmer calling. Co, boss! CO, boss! They come up the laneFrom the depths of the dusky dingle— Star and Pansy, and Spot and Jane,And Bess with her bell a jingle. Anon I hear from the farmyard rise, Hist! so there, and stop yer switchin! Come up here Billy, an mind these flies.An stop this rarin an pitchin! Sich tarnal cows I never did see.There goes her foot in the bucket. Whack! Ill lam ye to kick onto me.Youll regret that you undertuck it.

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