New Mission
My fugitive years are all hasting away,
And I must ere long lie as lowly as they,
With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head,
Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead.
-William Cowper (1731-1800),
The Poplar Field
images © 1999 by Randy Wang
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