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Loves Harvest Henry King	Fond Lunatick forbear, why do'st thou sue For thy affections pay e're it is due? Loves fruits are legal use; and therefore may Be onely taken on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Love’s Harvest Alfred Austin	Nay, do not quarrel with the seasons, dear, Nor make an enemy of friendly Time. The fruit and foliage of the failing year Rival the buds and blossoms...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
No Foe Shall Gather Our Harvest Dame Mary Gilmore	Sons of the mountains of Scotland, Welshmen of coomb and defile, Breed of the moors of England, Children of Erin's green isle, We stand four square...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Poem a new Harvest Joseph Berolo	Poem a new Harvest I could write a poem on the naked skin of the woman I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seed-Time and Harvest Ada Cambridge	“Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof; thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seed-Time And Harvest Edith Nesbit	MY hollyhocks are all awake, And not a single rose is lost; My wallflowers, for dear pity's sake, Have fought the winter's cruel frost; Pink...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seed-Time And Harvest John Greenleaf Whittier	As o'er his furrowed fields which lie Beneath a coldly dropping sky, Yet chill with winter's melted snow, The husbandman goes forth to sow, Thus,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seeds To Harvest Barbara Sonja Biller	Seeds Harvest to Radiance bright and temperate...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Corn Harvest William Carlos Williams	Summer ! the painting is organized about a young reaper enjoying his noonday rest completely relaxed from his morning labors...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The End of Harvest Helen Hunt Jackson	'O Love, who walkest slow among my sheaves, Smiling at tint and shape, thy smile of peace, But whispering of the next sweet year's increase,- O...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Final Harvest Kurt Philip Behm	Those drunken nights and barroom fights now seed my fallowed ground Where women spurned and lovers churned rule memory’s lost and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Game Part 2 Harvest Of Souls jody l cooke	Tick tock Tick...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Duncan Campbell Scott	Sun on the mountain, Shade in the valley, Ripple and lightness Leaping along the world, Sun, like a gold sword Plucked from the scabbard, Striking...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Meshack Bwoyele Keya	None tries to harvest the immature Patience need be put in pipe It is embodied in nature Then your sweat you will...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Monica Mackness	There you go and so follows the waters from heaven above, Blessed is every seed that's already been planted and that is about to be. For your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Curtis Jerry Smothers	As ladders raise and picker's climb Cutting, pruning, harvesting Autumn's first and final fling Harvesters with hungry eyes Pick and pull...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Moon Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	It is the Harvest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Of The Sea John McCrae	The earth grows white with harvest; all day long The sickles gleam, until the darkness weaves Her web of silence o'er the thankful song Of reapers...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hock-cart, or Harvest Home Robert Herrick	To the Right Honourable Mildmay, Earl of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The hock-cart, or harvest home:to the right honourable mildmay, earl of westmorland Robert Herrick	Come, Sons of Summer, by whose toil We are the lords of wine and oil: By whose tough labours, and rough hands, We rip up first, then reap our lands....	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Potato Harvest Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts	A high bare field, brown from the plough, and borne Aslant from sunset; amber wastes of sky Washing the ridge; a clamour of crows that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Quiet Harvest Philip Henry Savage	WITHIN a thicket ere the sun Was up, I heard a whisper run. Each bush and tree was bidding, now, Its yellow leaves forsake the bough. And each...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Season Of The Harvest Liam Ó Comáin	Like a fruit from foreign pastures The moon hangs above the hills, There is a sharpness in the breeze And long gone are the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Till Harvest Time Wallace Dean LaBenne	trapezist stays his "dive" till the harvest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Time's Harvest Kurt Philip Behm	In the land of my once fallow youth, old phrases bury deep Where seeds of time regrow the rhyme —their crop my soul to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)