the steam-engineering talent poor, and owing to the impossibility

Blaspheming still the gardener's name,

I recited these three poems more than any others

in my late mendicant preaching tour through the West.

Taken as a triad, they hold in solution my theory

[In memory of E. S. Frazee, Rush County, Indiana]

Into the acres of the newborn state

He poured his strength, and plowed his ancient name,

And, when the traders followed him, he stood