Just let me say there ain't
No place in all creation
Where two men can get acquaint
Like that same old country wood-lot
When the mornin' snow is clean
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An' their two souls sing a-swingin'
With the singin' brier between."
The whole poem is worth quoting; it deserves a place in any anthology of homely verse--not merely in any college anthology. ARTHUR S. PIER '95.