<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415988" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Agricultural, Implements and Machinery</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor laborers, they did sad bewail,<br>When the machine displaced the flail ;<br>Theres little work, now, with the hoes,<br>Since cultivators weed the rows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Labor it became more fickle<br>When the scythe took place of sickle ; <br>Labor still it did sink lower<br>By introduction of mower ;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the work was done much cheaper<br>When they added on the reaper.<br>Another machine to it they join,<br>Mower, reaper, binder, they combine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Machines now load and stow away<br>Both the barley and the hay,<br>And the farmers do get richer<br>With the loader and the pitcher.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Theres little work now for the hoes,<br>Since cultivators weed the rows ;<br>They sow and rake by the machine-<br>Hand labor's 'mong the things have been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Armed with scythes, the old war chariot<br>Cut down men in the fierce war riot ;<br>Round farmer's chariot falls the slain,<br>But 'tis the sheaves of golden grain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This harvest, now, of eighty-four, <br>Will great wealth on farmers pour,<br>For there is abundant yield<br>Of fruitful crops in every field.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+McIntyre">James McIntyre</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=415988" data-title="Agricultural, Implements and Machinery de James McIntyre" data-description="Poor laborers, they did sad bewail, When the machine displaced the flail ; Theres little work, now, with the hoes, Since cultivators weed the rows. Labor it became more fickle When the scythe took place of sickle ; Labor still it did sink lower ..."></div> </div> </div>

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