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Song of the Pines; Seashell


  Song of the Pines   O pines, O brothers of the earth and air, I love you. You are sweet, and good, and solemn, and surely, I would say, you think and feel, attended to by poets, birds, and dawns.   Your foreheads have been touched by angels’ feet; you have been mast, proscenium, […]

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