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Poetry of the Farm and Rural Life

Connecticut River reeds blown by the "Peasant Bard"

Canning, Josiah D. (1816-1892)

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ADDRESS TO CONNECTICUT RIVER.

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AUTUMNAL LEAVES.

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A WINTER NIGHT'S EPISTLE.

A WINTER MORNING'S EPISTLE TO SAME

A MOTHER'S LAMENT.

TO A BOB-A-LINK.

EPISTLE TO HUGH AINSLIE.

ON PLANTING AN ELM TREE.

THE RUINED MILL.

A STORMY NIGHT'S EPISTLE TO “OLD KNICK.”

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A NIGHT IN A COUNTRY INN.

THE GREENHORN'S ACCOUNT OF HIS VISIT TO THE CITY.

THE STRANGER'S TALE.

UNCLE MOSE'S STORY.

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MARY, MAVOURNIN, ACUSHLA MA CREE.

THE WINDS THAT FROM MONADNOCK BLOW.

JOSIE, JOSEPHINE.

WHAT TIME THE KINE CAME DOWN THE BRAE.

A FEW LINES TO THE DEVIL, AND A WORD TO THE READER.

THE DESERTED SCHOOL-HOUSE.

THE BORDER HUNTER.

THE HUNTER'S HOME.

UNADILLA BROOK.

LINES TO A TURTLE,

THE FIELD FLOWER.

A NEW-YEAR'S LAY—1880.

NIGHT WATCH—AUGUST 31.

THE OLD COUNTRY CHURCH.

WIND OF THE WINTER NIGHT.

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The Wit said that his mother's brother,
Or great-grandfather—one or t'other—
Scud in a dreadful gale at sea
That blew straight to eternity,

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Ninety-six knots an hour, with all
The masts gone o'erboard in the squall,
And nothing but one scupper nail
Stuck in the deck in place of sail;
While o'er it stood one of the crew
To drive it in, if worse it blew!