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He got Virginia's indolent pigs and hens and paintless shacks as he got the sharp , clean and white New England houses and stiff and angular men . He got Virginia's mansions , too , the opulent pillars and porticoes , soaring dormers ...
He caught the apocalyptic splendor of Maine's mornings , our rock - candy houses , our fields like new patches on old pants . He got the lusty lines on our handsome he - men , the right angles of our heads and our jaws .
We think of our trees and cows and frame houses . These words are household words of our own , words that we are married and buried by . They make us think of American graveyards and American homeliness and quiet .
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Reprint of what may once have been one of the most familiar poems in English from the 18th century. At a time when few could read in England, one of its most educated sons, and the companion of Horace ... Read full review