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Haldimand Loves Horses

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Go little book,
     and wish to all
Flowers in the garden,
     meat in the hall.
A bin of wine, a spice of wit,
A house with lawns enclosing it.
A living river by the door
A nightingale in the sycamore.

~ Poet unknown

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Scheduled to Align New Bridge W/Hwy 3 Saturday, August 27

Soon will the high midsummer
         pomps come on.
Soon will the musk carnations
        break and swell.
Soon will we have gold-dusted
        snapdragon
Sweet William with its homely
         cottage smell,
And stocks in fragrant blow,
Roses that down the alleys
         shine afar
And open jasmine-muffled
         lattices
And groups under the
         dreaming garden trees
And the full moon and the
         white evening star.

~ Matthew Arnold (1822 - 1888
     from "Thyrsis"