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but by the time the youngster in the have pointed out the highway by which 



country has reached this stage, he will may be obtained a more intimate 



be in a position to settle these questions knowledge of the charms which, for the 



without advice. Suffice it for me if I young, surround country life. 



LANGUOR-THRALLED 



'By CLARENCE H URNER 



Years gone, I wandered to a woodland scene, 

 Down by-paths lined with ferns of queenly grace, 

 By sheltered nooks and limpid streams that trace 



Their tortuous way 'twixt banks of mossy green : 



Dream-lured, sought shadowy cove and leafy screen 

 Where sinuous vine and weeping branch embrace, 

 Then in an arch, thick- wrought, still interlace, 



Shut out alternate clouds and Heavens serene. 



When skies again are glad with softened beams 



And winds blow sweet above the winsome bowers, 



Some phantom-presence, weird and tender, seems 

 To rule the verduous earth with subtle powers ; 



Then, languor-thralled, I near melodious streams 

 And tread rude ways amid wild forest flowers. 



