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In the warm yellow smile of the morning	A
She stands at the lattice pane	B
And watches the strong young binders	C
Stride down to the fields of grain	B
And she counts them over and over	D
As they pass her cottage door	E
Are they six she counts them seven	F
Are they seven she counts one more	E
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When the sun swings high in the heavens	G
And the reapers go shouting home	H
She calls to the household saying	A
'Make haste for the binders have come	I
And Johnnie will want his dinner	D
He was always a hungry child'	J
And they answer 'Yes it ia waiting'	A
Then tell you 'Her brain is wild '	-
	-
Again in the hush of the evening	A
When the work of the day is done	F
And the binders go singing homeward	J
In the last red rays of the sun	F
She will sit at the threshold waiting	A
And with her withered face lights with joy	K
'Come Johnnie ' she says as they pass her	D
'Come into the house my boy '	-
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Five summers ago her Johnnie	L
Went out in the smile of the morn	M
Singing across the meadow	J
Striding down through the corn	M
He towered above the binders	C
Walking on either side	J
And the mother's heart within her	D
Swelled with exultant pride	J
	-
For he was the light of the household	J
His brown eyes were wells of truth	N
And his face was the face of the morning	A
Lit with its pure fresh youth	N
And his song rang out from the hilltops	O
Like the mellow blast of a horn	M
And he strode o'er the fresh shorn meadows	P
And down through the rows of corn	M
	-
But hushed were the voices of singing	A
Hushed by the presence of death	Q
As back to the cottage they bore him	R
In the noontide's scorching breath	Q
For the heat of the sun had slain him	R
Had smitten the heart in his breast	J
And he who towered above them	S
Lay lower than all the rest	J
	-
The grain grows ripe in the sunshine	T
And the summers ebb and flow	J
And the binders stride to their labour	U
And sing as they come and go	J
But never again from the hilltops	O
Echoes the voice like a horn	M
Never up from the meadows	P
Never back from the corn	M
	-
Yet the poor crazed brain of the mother	D
Fancies him always near	V
She is blest in her strange delusion	F
For she knoweth no pain nor fear	V
And always she counts the binders	C
As they pass by her cottage door	E
Are they six she counts them seven	F
Are they seven she counts one more	E

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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