TITLE

Dahlias

AUTHOR(S)
Masters, Edgar Lee
PUB. DATE
January 1918
SOURCE
Toward the Gulf;1/1/1918, p54
SOURCE TYPE
Classic Book
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Dahlias," by Edgar Lee Masters. First Line: The mad wind is the warden, Last Line: Blossom and leaf and seed.
ACCESSION #
34330048

 

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