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<Author>Cather, Willa</Author>
<Title>The Song of the Lark</Title>
<Edition>Early Novels and Stories. Library of America. New York: Literary Classics of the U.S., 1987</Edition>
<Date>1915</Date>
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<l><i>"It was a wond'rous lovely storm that drove me!"</i> </l>
<l>LENAU'S <i>"Don Juan."</i> </l>
<l>TO </l>
<l>ISABELLE McCLUNG </l>
<l><i>On uplands, </l>
<l>At morning, </l>
<l>The world was young, the winds were free; </l>
<l>A garden fair, </l>
<l>In that blue desert air, </l>
<l>Its guest invited me to be.</i> </l>
<i>Friends of Childhood</i>
<p>Dr. Howard Archie had just come up from a game of
pool with the Jewish clothier and two traveling men who
happened to be staying overnight in Moonstone. His offices
were in the Duke Block, over the drug store. Larry, the
doctor's man, had lit the overhead light in t . . .
