Comings and goings, wedding and dying,
Week-day traffic, and rumors flying
Round the marts
In the mezzotint of the types reflected
In the long, low light of the years perfected
Reach our heart.
Week-day traffic, and rumors flying
Round the marts
In the mezzotint of the types reflected
In the long, low light of the years perfected
Reach our heart.
Flemish pictures of love and labor,
Friendly chat with the next door neighbor,
Helpful words
In the wayside rests of the path of duty,
And a gentle pride in the fruitful beauty
Of fields and herds.
Friendly chat with the next door neighbor,
Helpful words
In the wayside rests of the path of duty,
And a gentle pride in the fruitful beauty
Of fields and herds.
Only an artless shepherd piping
In the woodland ways when the wheat was riping
In country barn,
It was glad, withal, to get its guerdon
Of corn and wine, as it bore the burden
Of city's scorn.
In the woodland ways when the wheat was riping
In country barn,
It was glad, withal, to get its guerdon
Of corn and wine, as it bore the burden
Of city's scorn.
Fireside pleasures and household graces,
Were here enshrined, and the moon's wild phases
Aptly told;
And still, as the plot began to thicken,
Stalked forth again the tragic chicken
With legs three-fold.
Were here enshrined, and the moon's wild phases
Aptly told;
And still, as the plot began to thicken,
Stalked forth again the tragic chicken
With legs three-fold.
