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Arcadia
By H. P. Lovecraft

By Head Balledup

O give me the life of the village,
     Uninhibited, free, and sweet;
The place where the arts all flourish,
     Grove Court and Christopher Street.

I am sick of the old conventions,
     And critics who will not praise,
So sing ho for the open spaces,
     And aesthetes with kindly ways.

Here every bard is a genius,
     And artists are Raphaels,
And above the roofs of Patchin Place
     The Muse of Talent dwells.
 
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