A SPRING MORNING
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Spring puts the old pipe to his lips and blows a note
or two. At the sound, little thrills pass across
the wintry meadows. The bushes are dotted with
innumerable tiny sp...
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The relative obscurity of Richard Le Gallienne's literary reputation is perhaps due to his excess of romantic sensibility in an age of irony. By the time he got to Paris in 1927, Le Gallienne's heyday...
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