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^[■^OU take the croAvded city streets, 

 c^ With life and shops galore; 

 I'll take the little woodland paths 



Down hj the river shore. 

 You take the public gardens where 



All is arranged by plan; 

 I'll take the .scenes laid out by God. 



And undisturbed by man. 



You take the fountain on the lawn, 



And listen to its tale: 

 I'll listen to the little brook 



That murmurs through the vale. 

 You live the artificial life, 



And I will live the real; 

 And joy will come to me in mine 



That your-s can ne'er reveal. 



— Suburban Life. 



