A Voice From The Farm [sonnet]

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Title:     A Voice From The Farm [sonnet]
Author: James Whitcomb Riley [More Titles by Riley]

It is my dream to have you here with me,
Out of the heated city's dust and din--
Here where the colts have room to gambol in,
And kine to graze, in clover to the knee.
I want to see your wan face happily
Lit with the wholesome smiles that have not been
In use since the old games you used to win
When we pitched horseshoes: And I want to be
At utter loaf with you in this dim land
Of grove and meadow, while the crickets make
Our own talk tedious, and the bat wields
His bulky flight, as we cease converse and
In a dusk like velvet smoothly take
Our way toward home across the dewy fields.

[The end]
James Whitcomb Riley's poem: Voice From The Farm [sonnet]

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