body the schoolhouse stood in the repose and abundance of their sleep would listen for a bowl of punch and should have rested on his shoulders was carried before him might be heard in that drowsy undertone with which he sometimes passes along the profile of a pipe sank deep in the chase but just as he stretched his long lank body away over the fat meadow lands the rich bed of clover bordering the little brook that whimpered by his pursuer (C) 2026 Shane Cooper follow links in the poem, or start new path...