Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HARVEST, by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ First Line: Sweet, sweet, sweet / is the wind's song Last Line: To fall within thy ways. | ||||||||
SWEET, sweet, sweet, Is the wind's song, Astir in the rippled wheat All day long. It hath the brook's wild gayety, The sorrowful cry of the sea. Oh hush and hear! Sweet, sweet and clear, Above the locust's whirr And hum of bee Rises that soft, pathetic harmony. In the meadow-grass The innocent white daisies blow, The dandelion plume doth pass Vaguely to and fro, -- The unquiet spirit of a flower That hath too brief an hour. Now doth a little cloud all white, Or golden bright, Drift down the warm, blue sky; And now on the horizon line, Where dusky woodlands lie, A sunny mist doth shine, Like to a veil before a holy shrine, Concealing, half-revealing Things Divine. Sweet, sweet, sweet, Is the wind's song, Astir in the rippled wheat All day long. That exquisite music calls The reaper everywhere -- Life and death must share, The golden harvest falls. So doth all end, -- Honored Philosophy, Science and Art, The bloom of the heart; -- Master, Consoler, Friend, Make Thou the harvest of our days To fall within Thy ways. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APRIL FANTASIE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ HER PICTURE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ MOTH-SONG by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ ON KINGSTON BRIDGE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ PAMELA IN TOWN by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ PRAISE-GOD BAREBONES by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ QUAKER LADIES by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ SEA-WAY by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ SO WAGS THE WORLD by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ THE BRIDE'S TOILETTE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ |
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