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... BLACKBERRIES. The wore flushed with red and gold. As, in the warm September weather, Among the country lanes we strolled. And picked the blackberries together. Standing among the russet-brown And withered leaves that hid the roots, I pulled the bramble ...
... IN SCHOOL DAYS. Still sits the schoolhouse by the road A ragged beggar sunning; Around it still theTgumach grow, And blackberry Tines are running. Within, the master’s desk seen, Deep acarred by raps official, The warping floor, the battered snats. The ...