“I hied me off to Arcady—
The month it was the month of May,
And all along the pleasant way,
The morning birds were mad with glee,
And all the flowers sprang up to see,
As I went on to Arcady.”

—  Louise Chandler Moulton

The Secret of Arcady. Compare Henry Cuyler Bunner, The Way to Arcady.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

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American poet, story-writer and critic 1835–1908

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