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Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Little Book of Modern Verse. 1917.

John Vance Cheney

Somewhere

THE WEASEL thieves in silver suit,

The rabbit runs in gray;

And Pan takes up his frosty flute

To pipe the cold away.

The flocks are folded, boughs are bare,

The salmon take the sea;

And O my fair, would I somewhere

Might house my heart with thee!