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The Old Meeting House : : By Alfred Noyes (new jersey, 1918) Its quiet graves were made for peace till Gabriel blows his horn.Those wise old elms could hear no cryOf all that distant agony—Only the red-winged blackbird, and the rustle of thick ripe corn. The blue jay, perched upon that bronze, with bright unweetingContinue reading “The Old Meeting House : Alfred Noyes : : Bird Poems : :”