NORAH
Reading edition
I knew his house by the poplar trees— Green and silvery in the breeze; “A heaven-high hedge,” were the words he said, “And holly-hocks—pink and white and red....” It seemed so far from McChesney’s Hall Where first he told me about it all.... A long path runs inside from the gate, He still can take it early or late; But where in the world is a path for me— Except the river that runs to the sea! Zoë Akins