TALES OF THE CHESAPEAKE

by

GEO. ALFRED TOWNSEND

"GATH."







A fruity smell is in the school-house lane;
The clover bees are sick with evening heats;
A few old houses from the window-pane
Fling back the flame of sunset, and there beats
The throb of oars from basking oyster fleets,
And clangorous music of the oyster tongs
Plunged down in deep bivalvulous retreats,
And sound of seine drawn home with negro songs.




New York:
American News Company,
39 and 41 Chambers Street.
1880.