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" You put your trust,— A crock and a table, Love's end of day, And light of a storied stable Where kings must pray. Somewhere there is a village For you and me, Hayfield, hearth and tillage,— Where can it be? Prayers when birds awake, Daily bread, Toil... "
Perpetual Light: A Memorial - Page 110
by William Rose Benét - 1919 - 135 pages
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The Yale Review, Volume 9, Parts 1-2

George Park Fisher, George Burton Adams, Henry Walcott Farnam, Arthur Twining Hadley, John Christopher Schwab, William Fremont Blackman, Edward Gaylord Bourne, Irving Fisher, Henry Crosby Emery, Wilbur Lucius Cross - Social sciences - 1920 - 476 pages
...faces, The hearth, the home — Your mind on golden traces, London or Rome — On quaintly -colored spaces Where heavens glow With his quaint saints'...pray. Somewhere there is a village For you and me, Hay field, hearth, and tillage — Where can it be? Prayers when birds awake, Daily bread, Toil for...
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Start-points: Songs of Joy, Faith, and Promise, from the Present-day Poets

American poetry - 1921 - 264 pages
...you loved firelit faces, The hearth, the home, — Your mind on golden traces, London or Rome, — On quaintly-colored spaces Where heavens glow With his quaint saints' embraces, — Angelico. You put your trust, — A crock and a table, Love's end of day, And light of a storied stable Where...
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Star-points: Songs of Joy, Faith, and Promise from the Present-day Poets

Mrs. Waldo Richards - American poetry - 1921 - 264 pages
...you loved firelit faces, The hearth, the home, — Your mind on golden traces, London or Rome, — On quaintly-colored spaces Where heavens glow With his quaint saints' embraces, — Angelico. You put your trust, — A crock and a table, Love's end of day, And light of a storied stable Where...
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Anthology of Magazine Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - American poetry - 1920 - 208 pages
...And you loved firelight faces The hearth, the home — Your mind on golden traces, London or Rome — On quaintly-colored spaces Where heavens glow With his quaint saints' embraces — Angelico. (Gold of God's dust!)' •'" .'": ... And many an elfin byway "*f ''.'', You put your trust — A crock...
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