Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HARVEST MOON, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER


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First Line: How peacefully the broad and golden moon
Last Line: To rise up softly o'er our silver hairs.
Subject(s): Harvest; Moon


How peacefully the broad and golden moon
Comes up to gaze upon the reaper's toil!
That they who own the land for many a mile,
May bless her beams, and they who take the boon
Of scatter'd ears; Oh! beautiful! how soon
The dusk is turn'd to silver without soil,
Which makes the fair sheaves fairer than at noon,
And guides the gleaner to his slender spoil;
So, to our souls, the Lord of love and might
Sends harvest-hours, when daylight disappears;
When age and sorrow, like a coming night,
Darken our field of work with doubts and fears,
He times the presence of His heavenly light
To rise up softly o'er our silver hairs.





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