An island-farm — broad seas of corn
Stirred by the wandering breath of morn —
The happy spot where I was born.


Faces in the Fire (1860), st.2. - Three Sunsets and Other Poems (1898)


An island-farm — broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn — The happy spot where I was born.

An island-farm — broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn — The happy spot where I was born.

An island-farm — broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn — The happy spot where I was born.

An island-farm — broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn — The happy spot where I was born.