THE REAPER - Thomas William Hodgson Crosland Poems


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Tell me whither, maiden June,
Down the dusky slope of noon
With thy sickle of a moon
     Goest thou to reap.

"Fields of Fancy by the stream
Of night in silvery silence gleam,
To heap with many a harvest-dream
     The granary of Sleep."