... tempest passing by, He gleams out, sunlike through our sky, We look up, and through black clouds riven We ... — The World's Best Poetry Volume IV. • Bliss Carman Read full book for free!
... our shore, where the fauna and flora of the whole country meet in one. All the wild birds pass in their migrations; and the flowers!" Then she would expatiate on the trailing arbutus in April, and the vast sheets of pale blue lupines in early June, and the yellow, sunlike blossoms of the prickly-pear in July, and the red glories of painter's-brush and bittersweet and sumach in September. "No wonder," she would say, "that they have to distribute handbills on the excursion-trains asking people to leave the ... — Bertram Cope's Year • Henry Blake Fuller Read full book for free!
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