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The Last
Why hast thou tarried till the eleventh hourYet enter in thou shalt not want for hire
I will repay thou knowest I have power
To give thee all thy spirit can desire
Go in who reap for Me shall find their gain
In ever new and ever fresh employ
Thou reapest let no hour thy hand restrain
Be strong fill up the measure of thy joy
It shall o'er flow for He who gives thee meat
Has stores no time nor hunger can exhaust
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At his son's board lest thou from him be lost
And reap not of the full reward he gives
For he that sups with him he ever lives
Poem No. 820; fall 1838–summer 1839
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