THE BLACKSMITH By B. K. PYKE
Reading edition
All the night
And all day long
I hark to the sound
Of the blacksmith’s song.
Red his fire—
The bright sparks fly
To dance with stars
In the joyous sky.

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The bright sparks fly.
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Reading edition
All the night
And all day long
I hark to the sound
Of the blacksmith’s song.
Red his fire—
The bright sparks fly
To dance with stars
In the joyous sky.

213

The bright sparks fly.
214