Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REAPER, by MARGARET FRASER First Line: I gathered the evening that lay Last Line: Of my scythe? Subject(s): Harvest | ||||||||
I gathered the evening that lay Field on field to the sea; I have gathered, and they will find Few sheaves of twilight to bind, Who glean after me. Swath upon swath I have laid At my feet and bound with green withe. Did you hear the dusk falling, soft heap Upon heap? Did you hear the slow sweep Of my scythe? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STORM AT HOPTIME by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE LAST MAN by ELEANOR WILNER THE HOCK-CART, OR HARVEST HOME by ROBERT HERRICK HARVEST SONG by LUDWIG HENRICH CHRISTOPH HOLTY HARVEST MOON: 1914 by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY ANTIQUE HARVESTERS by JOHN CROWE RANSOM THE POTATO HARVEST by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS |
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