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LOVE, THE REAPER
Where the keen scythes pass
Through the seeded grass,
And the lark's nest lurks in green;
When the hay is spread
For the summer's bed,
Love the reaper reaps unseen.
Through the seeded grass,
And the lark's nest lurks in green;
When the hay is spread
For the summer's bed,
Love the reaper reaps unseen.
Where sickles flash white
Through the long daylight,
And the bending gleaners glean;
When a fledgeling brood
Seeks the sheltering wood,
Love the reaper reaps unseen.
Through the long daylight,
And the bending gleaners glean;
When a fledgeling brood
Seeks the sheltering wood,
Love the reaper reaps unseen.
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When the crescent slight
Reaps the skies at night,
And the star sheaves clustered lean;
Where the silence flings
Its silvery wings,
Love the reaper reaps unseen.
Reaps the skies at night,
And the star sheaves clustered lean;
Where the silence flings
Its silvery wings,
Love the reaper reaps unseen.
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