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Poems of Passion/A Picture

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121559Poems of Passion — A PictureElla Wheeler Wilcox

I strolled last eve across the lonely down;
          One solitary picture struck my eye:
          A distant ploughboy stood against the sky—
How far he seemed above the noisy town!

Upon the bosom of a cloud the sod
          Laid its bruised cheek as he moved slowly by,
          And, watching him, I asked myself if I
In very truth stood half as near to God.