Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SOWERS, by MARGARET LOUISA WOODS



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THE SOWERS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Woe to the seed
Last Line: It finds a grave.
Alternate Author Name(s): Woods, Mrs. Margaret Louisa Bradley
Subject(s): Rain; Sea; Storms; Water; Ocean


WOE to the seed
The winds carry
O'er fallow and mead!
They do not tarry,

They seek the sea,
The barren strand,
Where foam-flakes flee
O'er the salt land.

Where the sharp spray
And sand are blown,
In the wind's play
The seed is sown.

Falling on shore
It cries, "The earth
Opens her door!
There shall be birth

"From thee far place,
From thee fair hour,
Splendour and grace
Of leaf and flower."

Falling on sea
It cries, "Again
Com'st thou to me,
Refreshing rain—

Only more great,
More strong thou art,
Like to my fate,
Like to my heart."

On barren shore,
Or sullen wave,
When storms are o'er
It finds a grave.





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