Into
the heart of the woods we go
Away
from the cares that weight us so;
A
smell of the pine, a song of the reel,
A
breath of the campfire soon to feel.
Adieu
to a world of work and woe,
Into
the Heart of the Woods we go!
June
1, 1901
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| Newton Newkirk (Boston Globe) on Kezar Lake, Maine |
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