Flint And Feather
Flint And Feather
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Late cranes with heavy wing, and lazy flight, Sail up the silence with the nearing night.
And like a spirit, swathed in some soft veil, Steals twilight and its shadows o'er the swale.
Hushed lie the sedges, and the vapours creep, Thick, grey and humid, while the marshes sleep.
JOE AN ETCHING A meadow brown; across the yonder edgeA zigzag fence is ambling; here a wedgeOf underbush has cleft its course in twain, Till where beyond it staggers up again;The long, grey rails stretch in a broken lineT...heir ragged length of rough, split forest pine, And in their zigzag tottering have reeledIn drunken efforts to enclose the field, Which carries on its breast, September born, A patch of rustling, yellow, Indian corn. Beyond its shrivelled tassels, perched uponThe topmost rail, sits Joe, the settler's son, A little semi-savage boy of nine. Now dozing in the warmth of Nature's wine, His face the sun has tampered with, and wrought, By heated kisses, mischief, and has broughtSome vagrant freckles, while from here and thereA few wild locks of vagabond brown hairEscape the old straw hat the sun looks through, And blinks to meet his Irish eyes of blue.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Late cranes with heavy wing, and lazy flight, Sail up the silence with the nearing night.
And like a spirit, swathed in some soft veil, Steals twilight and its shadows o'er the swale.
Hushed lie the sedges, and the vapours creep, Thick, grey and humid, while the marshes sleep.
JOE AN ETCHING A meadow brown; across the yonder edgeA zigzag fence is ambling; here a wedgeOf underbush has cleft its course in twain, Till where beyond it staggers up again;The long, grey rails stretch in a broken lineT...heir ragged length of rough, split forest pine, And in their zigzag tottering have reeledIn drunken efforts to enclose the field, Which carries on its breast, September born, A patch of rustling, yellow, Indian corn. Beyond its shrivelled tassels, perched uponThe topmost rail, sits Joe, the settler's son, A little semi-savage boy of nine. Now dozing in the warmth of Nature's wine, His face the sun has tampered with, and wrought, By heated kisses, mischief, and has broughtSome vagrant freckles, while from here and thereA few wild locks of vagabond brown hairEscape the old straw hat the sun looks through, And blinks to meet his Irish eyes of blue.
What to read after Flint And Feather?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Johnson E. Pauline to read onlineMoreLess
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