Mill-Hand’s Vacation
By Alberta H. Christensen
Once only in the year’s monotonous round
He feels the sway of boughs against his cheek,
Renews acquaintance with the friendly ground,
And dreams new dreams upon a crevassed peak.
Oh, world of widened space and greening tree –
Forgive him if he somehow seems to drink
Too greedily of thy deep beauty’s wine: –
For precious hours squandered by the sea,
Upon a hill, or on some river’s brink –
Pray let him be thus prodigal with time.
(1935)
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