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Phanny, v. 3, issue 2, June 1944
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6 PHANNY 6 HUMMINGBIRD I stopped to rest one day where, deep in June, A woodland drowsed; it seemed that nothing stirred, When all at once, across the afternoon, I saw a flash of light -- a hummingbird! He perched himself upon a dead oak tree High up above the shadows where I sat, And as I watched him there it seemed to me That nothing could be lovelier than that. Though summer now is gone into the past, With memories grown dim and far away, One clear-cut scene, I know, will always last; The picture of a drowsy summer day, A dead oak tree with branches reaching high, A hummingbird against a blue, blue sky. -- James Russell Gray
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6 PHANNY 6 HUMMINGBIRD I stopped to rest one day where, deep in June, A woodland drowsed; it seemed that nothing stirred, When all at once, across the afternoon, I saw a flash of light -- a hummingbird! He perched himself upon a dead oak tree High up above the shadows where I sat, And as I watched him there it seemed to me That nothing could be lovelier than that. Though summer now is gone into the past, With memories grown dim and far away, One clear-cut scene, I know, will always last; The picture of a drowsy summer day, A dead oak tree with branches reaching high, A hummingbird against a blue, blue sky. -- James Russell Gray
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