The weary August days are long;
The locusts sing a plaintive song,
The cattle miss their master's call
When they see the sunset shadows fall.
The Poetical Works of Edmund Clarence Stedman (ed. 1873)
The weary August days are long;
The locusts sing a plaintive song,
The cattle miss their master's call
When they see the sunset shadows fall.
The Poetical Works of Edmund Clarence Stedman (ed. 1873)