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Why Hop Ye So, ye High Hills?

by Theocritus

Theocritus

And Cos, when she beheld him,
Broke forth with jubilant rapture,
And said, touching the infant with fondling hands.




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Good poetry seems too simple and natural a thing that when we meet it we wonder that all men are not always poets. Poetry is nothing but healthy speech

• Henry David Thoreau



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