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Henry David Thoreau - On Fields O'er Which the Reaper's Hand has Passed

On fields o'er which the reaper's hand has pass'd
Lit by the harvest moon and autumn sun,
My thoughts like stubble floating in the wind
And of such fineness as October airs,
There after harvest could I glean my life
A richer harvest reaping without toil,
And weaving gorgeous fancies at my will
In subtler webs than finest summer haze.

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Poet: Henry David Thoreau
Poem: On Fields O'er Which the Reaper's Hand has Passed

Comment 1 of 1, added on April 3rd, 2007 at 4:30 PM.

im in love with louie dog- in memory of andrew coit

sean paul from United States

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