EVENING ON THE FARM.
At evenings, when the oatt-le come to
drink, Cool are the long marsh grasses, dewy cool The alder thickets, and the shallow
pool, . . ■ And the brown clay about the.trodden brink, The« pensive afterthoughts of sundown sink . Over the patient acres given to peace ; The homely cries and farmsfbead noises cease, And the worn day relaxes, link by link. A lesson that the open heart- may read Breathes in this mild benignity of air, These dear familiar savours of the soil— ■"■.'■■■ A lesson of the calm of humble creed, The simple dignity of common toil, And the plain windows of unspoken prayer. —Charles G. D. Roberts, i Toronto Globe. ' j
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Marlborough Express, Volume XLII, Issue 217, 12 September 1908, Page 6
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113EVENING ON THE FARM. Marlborough Express, Volume XLII, Issue 217, 12 September 1908, Page 6
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