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DAY PIECE, by                    
First Line: The poplars run before me as a child
Last Line: A tree, a hill, a sea.


THE poplars run before me as a child
And hide behind the bend.
I find in all this silent loveliness
Of trees a quaint, sweet friend.

With green and purple thoughts, I walk the hills;
I linger near the sea
Not for the deeper shadows to come on
With evening mystery.

Nor for the red canoe of sunset on
Its way to whiter streams;
Nor for the overtones that stars and moon
Give me and take -- night's dreams.

There is a something in my Hebrew blood
That life has given me
And still withheld. . . I have and yet have not
A tree, a hill, a sea.





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