By: Ardis E. Parshall - May 07, 2015 Of Plain and Hill By Dott J. Sartori You who faced that West of long ago–Roadless, hostile, citiless, unknown –Who dared to trust your frail mortalityTo oxen’s gait, to prairie waste and stone, I seek your sweet sublime obedience,I need your simple faith in God’s great will,For, ever must each generation crossSome trackless treachery of plain and hill. (1945) ...
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