Show MY HOME these hills and ro rocks s my friends shall be these sheltering trees a roof loot for me nor desecrating dese crating man shall come to rear his house and spoil my home hoine his near approach these hills forbid and here bere beneath their shadows hid bid I 1 pass bass my time lime in sweet repose and sing my song at eve evenings aings close the labors of the day are done my tasks are aie finished every one and fretful care the pillows bane seeks out my mv lowly couch in vain of social wiles and ills bereft farewell to all the world I 1 left I 1 I 1 envy not the gaudy show that points us high and leads us low the shoals are passed on lifes rough stream and life if u now a summers dream I 1 would nn rue what eler eer betide farewell to all the world beside james JAMBS F in the st louis magazine |