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She throws a kiss, and bids me run
In whispers sweet as roses' breath;
I know I can not win the race,
And at the end, I know, is death.

Maurice Thompson

When Spring is old, and dewy winds
Blow from the south, with odors sweet,
I see my love, in shadowy groves,
Speed down dark aisles on shining feet.

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Bubble, bubble, flows the stream
Like an old tune through a dream.

Maurice Thompson

So long as the new moon returns in heaven a bent, beautiful bow, so long will the fascination of archery keep hold in the hearts of men.

Maurice Thompson

Up to the days of Indiana's early statehood, probably as late as 1825, there stood, in what is now the beautiful little city of Vincennes on the Wabash, the decaying remnant of an old and curiously gnarled cherry tree, known as the Roussillion tree, le cerisier de Monsieur Roussillion, as the French inhabitants called it, which as long as it lived bore fruit remarkable for richness of flavor and peculiar dark ruby depth of color.

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But you must be patient and careful; nor should you expect to become an accomplished archer without long and severe training.

Maurice Thompson

Maurice Thompson

Maurice Thompson

Born: September 9, 1844

Died: February 15, 1901 (aged 56)

Bio: James Maurice Thompson was an American novelist, poet, essayist and naturalist.

Known for:

The Witchery of Archery (1878)
Alice of Old Vincennes (1900)
Hoosier Mosaics (1875)
Sylvan secrets (1887)
A banker of Bankersville (1886)

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