<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413278" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Harvest Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE noon was as a crystal bowl<br>The red wine mantled through;<br>Around it like a Viking's beard<br>The red-gold hazes blew,<br>As tho' he quaffed the ruddy draught<br>While swift his galley flew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This mighty Viking was the Night;<br>He sailed about the earth,<br>And called the merry harvest-time<br>To sing him songs of mirth;<br>And all on earth or in the sea<br>To melody gave birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The valleys of the earth were full<br>To rocky lip and brim<br>With golden grain that shone and sang<br>When woods were still and dim,<br>A little song from sheaf to sheaf-<br>Sweet Plenty's cradle-hymn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O gallant were the high tree-tops,<br>And gay the strain they sang!<br>And cheerfully the moon-lit hills<br>Their echo-music rang!<br>And what so proud and what so loud<br>As was the ocean's clang!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But O the little humming song<br>That sang among the sheaves!<br>'Twas grander than the airy march<br>That rattled thro' the leaves,<br>And prouder, louder, than the deep,<br>Bold clanging of the waves:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The lives of men, the lives of men<br>With every sheaf are bound!<br>We are the blessing which annuls<br>The curse upon the ground!<br>And he who reaps the Golden Grain<br>The Golden Love hath found.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isabella+Valancy+Crawford">Isabella Valancy Crawford</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413278" data-title="A Harvest Song de Isabella Valancy Crawford" data-description="THE noon was as a crystal bowl The red wine mantled through; Around it like a Viking's beard The red-gold hazes blew, As tho' he quaffed the ruddy draught While swift his galley flew. This mighty Viking was the Night; He sailed about the earth, A..."></div> </div> </div>

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