Thirty Years : Being Poems, New and Old (Classic Reprint)

Excerpt from Thirty Years: Being Poems, New and Old

N his wide fields walks the Master, In his fair fields, ripe for harvest, Where the evening sun shines Slant-wise On the rich ears heavy bending; Saith the Master It is time. Though no leaf shows brown decadence, And September's nightly frost-bite Only reddens the horizon, It is full time, saith the Master, The wise Master, ' It is time.

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