The Shepherd Along the high, far-distant reaches, swinging beneath the lifting blue, He holds His moon-lantern of silver to light the straying clouds down deep inimitably spreading meadows of...
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February 9, z9z7 THE COMMONWEAL 383 POEMS Calle de Lamparillas (Havana. Guba) It is a little street, and very humbly It winds through the quarter on the harbor-front; All day...
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