Prepared by David Reed haradda@aol.com or davidr@inconnect.com North of Boston by Robert Frost TO E. M. F. THIS BOOK OF PEOPLE THE PASTURE I’M going out to clean the pasture spring; I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I sha’n’t be gone long.–You come too.
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