A Song of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms - a song of the soil of fields. A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers handle the pitch-fork; A song tasting of new wheat, and of fresh-husk'd maize.
Imitators are a slavish herd and fools in my opinion. [Fr. , C'est un betail servile et sot a mon avis Que les imitateurs. ]