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<h2>Endie</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> I LIKE to visit Endie’s house She’s like a dream herself, She has the books I know and love Upon her reading shelf. And when I go to her we talk About the clouds and wind, And if I drop from clouds to clods Why; Endie doesn’t mind. I like the streams, the singing ones, But Endie likes a fall; And if I disagee with her She doesn’t mind at all. </div> <div class="stanza"> Endie has a thousand things To plant in one small space; When I find it can’t be done Regret is in her face. She often says O! dare we plant, Narcissus in a row? But she agrees and I agree Where hollyhocks should grow. I only need to mention tea And Endie’s soft eyes shine.{51} And then she talks; her language flows More eloquent than mine. Once ambition burned my breast Endie, too, was fired. But here is where I stop to rest For Endie’s getting tired. {52}</div> </div></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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