“Softly the water ripples
 Against the canoe's curving side,
Softly the birch trees rustle
 Flinging over us branches wide.
Softly the moon glints and glistens
 As the water takes and leaves,
Like golden ears of corn
 Which fall from loose-bound sheaves,…”
—Amy Lowell (Loon Point) 1912
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