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<h2>Little Girl</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> FROM out the calendar of time Grant me one glorious day. And let me follow singing streams, So cool with tossing spray. And riot in their pebbled beds Where willows bend and swirl Their giddy heads, as once they did When I was, “little girl.” </div> <div class="stanza"> And let me feel again the clutch One gets down in the throat From long admiring, silent things Faint sounds and clouds afloat. Let afternoon slip languidly, Tree branches bend and twirl Adoringly: as once they did When I was “little girl.” </div> <div class="stanza"> Give me one riotous unbound day To climb a dizzy hill. Waist deep in laurel, where wood birds Gyrate and mock and trill.{41} Where even timid walkers’ steps Unloose great rocks that hurl, Delightedly, to depths I feared When I was “little girl.” </div> <div class="stanza"> Grant me one free unbounded day Wherein I may explore, The land where dream folks’ houses shed Moon dazzle from the door. Oh! riotous day detain my steps Clasp me from this mist whirl And let me live the dreams I dreamed When I was “little girl.” {42}</div> </div></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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