The Harvest Of The Sea

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Title:     The Harvest Of The Sea
Author: John McCrae [More Titles by 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 bringing home the golden sheaves.

The wave tops whiten on the sea fields drear,
And men go forth at haggard dawn to reap;
But ever 'mid the gleaners' song we hear
The half-hushed sobbing of the hearts that weep.

[The end]
John McCrae's poem: Harvest Of The Sea

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