U N IV ERSITY OF OREGON MÖNTHLY
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The Meadowlark
IFip-toe on the hill-top stands the day
Poising ere she takes her shining way
Athwart the sky.
When, across-'the trembling, pulsing air,
Singing joyous challenges to care
Plies the lark.. ,
When, as unmoofed galleons of the night,
Dusky clouds-^go flying QuVi>f sight
Behind the hills.
Faintly bidding us a calm, safe, rest,
Far above us,‘ toward the silvering west’
Flies the lark.
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