Pebbles and Shells (Hawkes collection)/The Harvest
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THE HARVEST
Behold the golden fields of ripening grain,
The fair fruition of the sun and rain,
And man's poor heritage of tears and cares.
And in the golden grain behold the tares;
Poor human tares,—'tis part of my belief,—
God will forget and bind you in His sheaf.
The fair fruition of the sun and rain,
And man's poor heritage of tears and cares.
And in the golden grain behold the tares;
Poor human tares,—'tis part of my belief,—
God will forget and bind you in His sheaf.