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First Line: The specialities of that dark hour of grief
Last Line: And shall thy loving kindness have less power?
Subject(s): Harvest; Storms


The specialities of that dark hour of grief
On my retentive heart have prest their seal;
Yes! I remember even the spider's wheel,
Which stretched and lightened on the gusty leaf
Of that wild August morn! The blasts were driven
Across the new-mown fields, fitful and brief,
And tossed the tresses of the barley-sheaf,
And rode the streaming willow into Heaven:
The features of the tempest, all and each,
I still recall, and shall thy ruthful gaze
Not be remembered? nor those winning ways
Which brought my soul within thy pity's reach?
I keep the natural impress of the hour,
And shall thy loving kindness have less power?





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