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Saturday, January 19, 2013

Thy name to me


Historic Elijah Iles house. Seventh Street.


The endangered Bolivia Bridge. We've been there before, on a hot and steamy day over the Sangamon River. Photo courtesy of my Springfield son-in-law.

The Sangamon River, by Hattie Howard (pub. 1904). In part:

But, ah! what means thy muddy, muggy hue?
I thought thee limpid as yon ether blue;
I thought an angel's wing might dip below
Thy sparkling surface and be white as snow;
And of thy current I had dared to drink
If not as one imbibing draughts of ink.

Posted by Marie at January 19, 2013 10:13 PM