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HONEY-HARVEST
Μη φθινοπωρις ανεμων
χειμερια κατα πνοα δαμαλιζοι χρονον.
χειμερια κατα πνοα δαμαλιζοι χρονον.
Setting of summer all golden and sun's setting
Glory kindle in a garden where flower-knots glow
Like a pane of jewelled stain from the lattice fallen low,
High that was holden in the wide west's fiery fretting.
Glory kindle in a garden where flower-knots glow
Like a pane of jewelled stain from the lattice fallen low,
High that was holden in the wide west's fiery fretting.
Hummeth around it unceasing the land, hummeth
Loud with drone of the wheels that whir gathering rich gain,
Field by field bereft must yield, with each amber-beaded grain
Man's hoard increasing ere the wintry dearth-day cometh.
Loud with drone of the wheels that whir gathering rich gain,
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Man's hoard increasing ere the wintry dearth-day cometh.
Guerdon of toil 'mid the blossoms, a rare guerdon,
Filmy wings quiver questing and murmurous make
Fragrant air round bud-lips fair, for the dew-pure nectar's sake
Hid in their bosoms, now the honey-bee's sweet burden.
Filmy wings quiver questing and murmurous make
Fragrant air round bud-lips fair, for the dew-pure nectar's sake
Hid in their bosoms, now the honey-bee's sweet burden.
Golden the granary's harvest, the hive's golden,
Rapt from troubling of storm-blast, from frost-blight's despair:
So be wise 'neath smiling skies, so, ere all thy world lie bare,
Store—else thou starvest—store memories dear and olden.
Rapt from troubling of storm-blast, from frost-blight's despair:
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Store—else thou starvest—store memories dear and olden.
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