In the Vagabond's free flow of thought,
"Too late for breakfast, and I guess the beard
Can grow another day. . . . Which course was it? . . .
All students must attend the final class
Before a holiday. . . . The paper's dull
This morning. . . . Oh, yes, English; that was it. . . ."
The Vagabond reached for the usual coat,
But it was warm today. . . . He heard the bell
Din in the hour just as he reached the Yard.
He saw the smoking lawns where snow had been--
And how he wished to roll on them, but they
Were wet and spongy from the thaw.
But Spring was here!
He dreamt how he would lie beside that brook
Down on the farm. How he would hear the hollow
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INDEPENDENT INERTIA