WILD PASTURES 



American streams. For all I know the 

 shallows of my pond may hold a neck- 

 lace of such value that its fellow has 

 never yet circled the throat of a queen. 

 If so I hope no one will ever find it out, 

 for an ebb tide such as this comes only 

 once in a score or so of years, and when 

 the next one is here I want still to find 

 the beach beautiful with the green and 

 gold and mother-of-pearl of the unios. 



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