. Oracle, The. Upon Finding an Empty Shot Gun Shell I chanced upon it where it lay Half buried in the earth, A shell no more of any worth, Discharged and cast away. No doubt the fowler gloated oer The little body which it tore. No doubt this dell was peaceful then Before the fowler came; No doubt this wood was thrilling when The gun belched forth its flame; No doubt the songs were stilled with fear As echoes thundered far and near. Here where I sit the grass is green;Green tipped, the bough above;The gentle, mellow throated doveCalls softly oer the sceneAnd songsters warble as beforeThat littl

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. Oracle, The. Upon Finding an Empty Shot Gun Shell I chanced upon it where it lay Half buried in the earth, A shell no more of any worth, Discharged and cast away. No doubt the fowler gloated oer The little body which it tore. No doubt this dell was peaceful then Before the fowler came; No doubt this wood was thrilling when The gun belched forth its flame; No doubt the songs were stilled with fear As echoes thundered far and near. Here where I sit the grass is green;Green tipped, the bough above;The gentle, mellow throated doveCalls softly oer the sceneAnd songsters warble as beforeThat little breast was stained with <i q/7Tq ORACLE

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