180 They spring together out, and swiftly bear The flying youth through clouds and yielding air; With wingy speed outstrip the eastern wind, And leave the breezes of the morn behind.

long?"and I ran up and down in the scale of semibreves and minims that I had heard, with the one long, sweet trill transfusing life on earth into heavenly existence, and I felt very wingy, very much as if I could take up the tower, standing high and square out there, and carry it, "like Loretto's chapel, through the air to the green land," where my spirit would go singing evermore.

By Joe Wingy Manone t Paul Vandervoort, 2nd, foreword by Bing Crosby.

By Joe Wingy Manone t Paul Vandervoort, 2nd, foreword by Bing Crosby.