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THE TRAIL, by            
First Line: Oh, I am out where I belong
Last Line: Where all the stars look down!
Subject(s): Country Life


Oh I am out where I belong
Beneath the open sky!
I take the trail with lightsome heart --
My old knapsack and I.

With every breath I breathe the world,
And something stirs in me
That is akin to flying cloud,
And bird, and flower, and tree.

At every step my spirit lifts
As fountain at the flood,
And all the little earthy smells
Go tingling through my blood.

All day I tramp the gypsy trail
That calls and calls to me:
I'm wind! I'm sun! I'm everything
That's wild and pure and free!

The hours are winged; the dusk is here.
Must I to house and town?
No, no! I'll sleep upon the trail
Where all the stars look down!





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