. Twilight dreams: being poems and pictures of life and nature . A SONG OF THE HARVEST. tjp^IS harvest-tide, and a tremulous quiverj^JK Ripples across the broad seas of grain ;^—^ The breezes whisper the news to the river; That harvest time has come again !And the river, rapt in its secret, hushes,Then carries its tale to the swaying rushes, Who nod their heads in solemn pride ;But the listening birds that round them throngBreak blithely forth in joyous song— Hurrah for the ripe corn far and wide 1Hurrah for the golden harvest-tide ! At eventide glad earnest voices Unite in chorus pure and str
. Twilight dreams: being poems and pictures of life and nature . A SONG OF THE HARVEST. tjp^IS harvest-tide, and a tremulous quiverj^JK Ripples across the broad seas of grain ;^—^ The breezes whisper the news to the river; That harvest time has come again !And the river, rapt in its secret, hushes,Then carries its tale to the swaying rushes, Who nod their heads in solemn pride ;But the listening birds that round them throngBreak blithely forth in joyous song— Hurrah for the ripe corn far and wide 1Hurrah for the golden harvest-tide ! At eventide glad earnest voices Unite in chorus pure and strong :The weary son of toil rejoices. And the children join the har\est song :Until when the ruddy sunset flushes Die out in the west, the chorus hushes,And a chant of praise for wants supplied Goes up to Him who gives the grain ;And then all hearts break forth again— Thank God for the ripe corn far and wide ! Thank God for the joyous harvest-tide. 64
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