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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SOWER, by HENRY JOHN NEWBOLT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: With sanguine looks
Last Line: A wheat more red.
First Line: With sanguine looks
Last Line: A wheat more red.
WITH sanguine looks
And rolling walk
Among the rooks
He loved to stalk,
While on the land
With gusty laugh
From a full hand
He scattered chaff.
Now that within
His spirit sleeps
A harvest thin
The sickle reaps;
But the dumb fields
Desire his tread,
And no earth yields
A wheat more red.
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