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A PAGE SINGS by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY

First Line: WHERE LEADS MY WAY?
Last Line: TIS ALL OF YOU!
Subject(s): MORNING; SINGING & SINGERS; YOUTH;
Where leads my way?
By trees that flutter in the wind,
By fields half blind
With dew, by halls where I may find
At afterday,
Heathen or fay.

I pass and sing.
With cool-eyed youth and all delight
I am bedight --
From morning light to morning light
Adventuring.
One song I sing.

Beneath the blue,
The lithe trees lean my song to hear.
It is so clear
Even their blytheness it can cheer --
For fresh and true,
'Tis all of you!



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