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There was a fashion amongst a certain school of critics and literati of former years to go about the country with dark lanterns ready to flash their microscopic spot lights upon this or that author, as he emerged for a brief moment from the great North American obscurity, and to proclaim that he had or certainly would or could write the great Ameri.. 706t1t
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Wampum and Old Gold: a Poem collection by Hervey Allen.You who made meWith first ecstasyWhen I was sown,And lovely things at nightI will not writeAnd burdened moan,While veiny labyrinths with mystery ranTill time and blood were lifeAnd I began—By holier things than God,Or any other shibboleth of man,Dead woman wan,By the thin, silver scream th..