Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HARVEST MOON, by JOHN DRINKWATER


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First Line: Hush! Was my whisper
Last Line: That harvesting.
Subject(s): Autumn; Harvest; Moon; Seasons; Fall


"HUSH!" was my whisper
At the stair-top
When the waggoners were down below
Home from the barley-crop.
Through the high window
Looked the harvest moon,
While the waggoners sang
A harvest tune, --
"Hush!" was my whisper when
Marjory stept
Down from her attic-room,
A true-love-adept.

"Fill a can, fill a can,"
Waggoners of heart were they,
"Harvest-home, harvest-home,
Barleycorn is home to-day." ...
"Marjory, hush now --
Harvest -- you hear?" --
Red was the moon's rose
On the full year,
The cobwebs shook, so well
Did the waggoners sing --
"Hush!" -- there was beauty at
That harvesting.





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