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COUNTRY LAD, by            
First Line: A country lad walked slowly through the wood
Last Line: He rose, remembering to fill his jug.


A country lad walked slowly through the wood,
Bound springward with a jug of wickered stone.
Blue-denimed, barefoot, wondering, he stood
Beneath a pine, and heard its undertone
Of mystic speech; the breathing of the firs
Point-scalloping the blue-white summer skies;
A limping pheasant-mother's warning whirs;
The cry of chicks that hid before his eyes.
He plucked and ate wild berries ripely red;
Prone by the dappled stream he drank his fill.
With colored pebbles gathered from its bed
He built a wall for waters never still.
Wood-vespers roused him from the mossy rug;
He rose, remembering to fill his jug.





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