VAGRANT VERSE
HARVEST HOME. The crimeon moon, uprising from the sea, With large delight foretells the harvest near; Ye shepherds, now prepare your melody To greet the soft appearance of her sphere; Our fields are full with the time-ripened grain, Our vineyards with the purple clusters swell; Her golden splendour glimmers on the main, And vales and mountains her bright glory tell: Then sing, ye shepherds, for the time is come When we must bring the enriched harvest home. ‘-Lord Thurlow.
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Southland Times, Issue 19395, 8 November 1924, Page 4
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81VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 19395, 8 November 1924, Page 4
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