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  • "Every deepest copse in moonshine bright, Glimmered from hoary trunk to frost-tipped bud. . . . Scores of gray-skinned brutes--a direful pack Of wolves half-starved that yelled along their track." From Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne.


  • "We turn, my love and I, From that strange grave together." From Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne.