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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song For Labor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the morning meads, the dewy meads,<br>Where he ploughs and harrows and sows the seeds,<br>Singing a song of manly deeds,<br>In the blossoming springtime weather;<br>The heart in his bosom as high as the word<br>Said to the sky by the mating bird,<br>While the beat of an answering heart is heard,<br>His heart and love's together.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the noonday heights, the sunny heights,<br>Where he stoops to the harvest his keen scythe smites,<br>Singing a song of the work that requites,<br>In the ripening summer weather;<br>The soul in his body as light as the sigh<br>Of the little cloud-breeze that cools the sky,<br>While he hears an answering soul reply,<br>His soul and love's together.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the evening vales, the twilight vales,<br>Where he labors and sweats to the thud of flails,<br>Singing a song of the toil that avails,<br>In the fruitful autumn weather;<br>In heart and in soul as free from fears<br>As the first white star in the sky that clears,<br>While the music of life and of love he hears,<br>Of life and of love together.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Madison+Julius+Cawein">Madison Julius Cawein</a><div class=q>
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Where he ploughs and harrows and sows the seeds,
Singing a song of manly deeds,
In the blossoming springtime weather;
The heart in his bosom as high as the word
Said to the sky by the mating bird,
While the b..."></div>
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