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YELL'HAM-WOOD'S STORY
Coomb-Firtrees say that Life is a moan,
And Clyffe-hill Clump says “Yea!”
But Yell'ham says a thing of its own:
It's not “Gray, gray
Is Life alway!”
That Yell'ham says,
Nor that Life is for ends unknown.
And Clyffe-hill Clump says “Yea!”
But Yell'ham says a thing of its own:
It's not “Gray, gray
Is Life alway!”
That Yell'ham says,
Nor that Life is for ends unknown.
It says that Life would signify
A thwarted purposing:
That we come to live, and are called to die.
Yes, that's the thing
In fall, in spring,
That Yell'ham says:—
“Life offers—to deny!”
A thwarted purposing:
That we come to live, and are called to die.
Yes, that's the thing
In fall, in spring,
That Yell'ham says:—
“Life offers—to deny!”
1902.
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