<h2><SPAN name="chap37"></SPAN>COUNTRY ROAD</h2>
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I can’t forget a gaunt grey barn<br/>
Like a face without an eye<br/>
That kept recurring by field and tarn<br/>
Under a Cape Cod sky.<br/>
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I can’t forget a woman’s hand,<br/>
Roughened and scarred by toil<br/>
That beckoned clear-eyed children tanned<br/>
By sun and wind and soil.<br/>
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Beauty and hardship, bent and bound<br/>
Under the selfsame yoke:<br/>
Babies with bare knees plump and round<br/>
And stooping women folk.<br/></p>
<p class="left">
MARIE LOUISE HERSEY</p>
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