Collected Poems: With Autobiographical and Critical Fragments By Frederic W. H. Myers: Edited by his Wife Eveleen Myers |
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ON A WINDOW IN DONINGTON CHURCH
“How blest, if they but knew it, how blest are they,The husbandmen, for whom the months conspire,—
The springing seasons melt into the May,
The genial winter comes with feast and fire!”—
More blest God's labourers, who day by day
From holier husbandry nor turn nor tire,
On whose sweet shepherding has fallen alway
From heaven a satisfied and new desire.
All winter long their happy flocks they guide
Thro' pastures green, thro' vales tha laugh and sing;
All winter long they pluck on every side
Fruit that endures and flowers not withering;
For fields like theirs each month is harvesttide,
And for such sowers all the year is spring.
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