Charles Lamar Nelson

(Oxford, Mississippi, USA)

America's Frontier

All is varied with flowers gay
And the soul, expressive as the sun!
Aloft, carefree, I dream dreams to be
Among the forlorn bones of war-torn frames!
And now, knowing angels as prophetic things
The world of aridity
No longer clings to these myriad dead,--
Whose hearts well knew an American freedom--
A perpetual frontier, forever tread!

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