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The Wind didn't come from the Orchard - today - 

Further than that - 

Nor stop to play with the Hay - 

Nor joggle a Hat - 

He's a transitive fellow - very - 

Rely on that - 

If He leave a Bur at the door

We know He has climbed a Fir - 

But the Fir is Where - Declare - 

Were you ever there?

If He brings Odors of Clovers - 

And that is His business - not Ours - 

Then He has been with the Mowers - 

Whetting away the Hours

To sweet pauses of Hay - 

His Way - of a June Day - 

If He fling Sand, and Pebble - 

Little Boys Hats - and Stubble - 

With an occasional Steeple - 

And a hoarse "Get out of the way, I say,"

Who'd be the fool to stay?

Would you - Say - 

Would you be the fool to stay?