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Easthampton

(Encyclopedia) Easthampton Easthampton ēst-hămpˈtən [key], town (2020 pop. 16,211), Hampshire co., W Mass.; inc. 1809…

Reid, Thomas Mayne

(Encyclopedia) Reid, Thomas Mayne (Mayne Reid), 1818–83, British novelist, b. Ireland. He emigrated to the United States in 1840 and after various adventures in the West served as a lieutenant in the…

John Bosco, Saint

(Encyclopedia) John Bosco, Saint, 1815–88, Italian priest, b. Piedmont. As a priest at Turin he was very successful in work with boys. He founded (1841) the Salesian order (i.e., order of St. Francis…

Solihull

(Encyclopedia) SolihullSolihullsōlĭhŭlˈ [key], metropolitan borough (1991 pop. 195,100), central England, mainly a residential suburb of Birmingham. Automobiles, chemicals, and tools are manufactured…

Repton

(Encyclopedia) Repton, village, Derbyshire, central England. It was once a capital of the kingdom of Mercia. A monastery, the seat of the Mercia bishops, stood there in the 7th cent. but was later…

Sara Teasdale: A Boy

A BoyOut of the noise of tired people working, Harried with thoughts of war and lists of dead, His beauty met me like a fresh wind blowing, Clean boyish beauty and high-held head.Eyes that…

A Boy's Will: Waiting

by Robert Frost Asking for RosesIn a ValeWaiting Afield at Dusk He arrives at the turn of the year. WHAT things for dream there are when spectre-like, Moving among tall haycocks lightly…

A Boy's Will: In a Vale

by Robert Frost WaitingA Dream PangIn a Vale Out of old longings he fashions a story. WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it was the…

A Boy's Will: In Neglect

by Robert Frost A Dream PangThe Vantage PointIn Neglect He is scornful of folk his scorn cannot reach. THEY leave us so to the way we took, As two in whom they were proved mistaken,…

A Boy's Will: Mowing

by Robert Frost The Vantage PointGoing for WaterMowing He takes up life simply with the small tasks. THERE was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe…