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Spoon River Anthology - Penn State University

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<strong>Spoon</strong> <strong>River</strong> <strong>Anthology</strong><br />

Rhodes, slave! Selling shoes and gingham, 118<br />

Rich, honored by my fellow citizens, 95<br />

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Samuel is forever talking of his elm— 198<br />

Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, 84<br />

She loved me. 127<br />

She took my strength by minutes, 14<br />

Silent before the jury 167<br />

Suppose it is nothing but the hive: 192<br />

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Take note, passers-by, of the sharp erosions 73<br />

Tell me, was Altgeld elected Governor? 164<br />

The bank broke and I lost my savings. 159<br />

The buzzards wheel slowly 155<br />

The cooper should know about tubs. 68<br />

The earth keeps some vibration going 62<br />

The idea danced before us as a flag; 180<br />

The press of the <strong>Spoon</strong> <strong>River</strong> Clarion was wrecked, 116<br />

The secret of the stars— gravitation. 108<br />

The sudden death of Eugene Carman 119<br />

The very fall my sister Nancy Knapp 77<br />

The white men played all sorts of jokes on me. 157<br />

The: Prohibitionists made me Town Marshal 46<br />

Their spirits beat upon mine 27<br />

There by the window in the old house 188<br />

There is something about 72<br />

There would be a knock at the door 145<br />

They brought me ambrotypes 189<br />

They called me the weakling, the simpleton, 204<br />

They first charged me with disorderly conduct, 79<br />

They got me into the Sunday-school 94<br />

They have chiseled on my stone the words: 16<br />

They laughed at me as “Prof. Moon,” 208<br />

They told me I had three months to live, 219<br />

They would have lynched me 47<br />

This I saw with my own eyes: A cliff—swallow 89<br />

This weeping willow! 194<br />

To all in the village I seemed, no doubt, 200<br />

To be able to see every side of every question; 117<br />

To this generation I would say: 87<br />

Together in this grave lie Benjamin Pantier, attor 21<br />

Toward the last 207<br />

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