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A HARVEST IDYL	A
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PROEM	B
I CALL the old time back I bring my lay	A
in tender memory of the summer day	A
When where our native river lapsed away	A
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We dreamed it over while the thrushes made	C
Songs of their own and the great pine trees laid	C
On warm noonlights the masses of their shade	C
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And she was with us living o'er again	D
Her life in ours despite of years and pain	E
The Autumn's brightness after latter rain	E
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Beautiful in her holy peace as one	F
Who stands at evening when the work is done	F
Glorified in the setting of the sun	F
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Her memory makes our common landscape seem	B
Fairer than any of which painters dream	B
Lights the brown hills and sings in every stream	B
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For she whose speech was always truth's pure gold	G
Heard not unpleased its simple legends told	G
And loved with us the beautiful and old	G
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I THE RIVER VALLEY	A
Across the level tableland	G
A grassy rarely trodden way	A
With thinnest skirt of birchen spray	A
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And stunted growth of cedar leads	H
To where you see the dull plain fall	A
Sheer off steep slanted ploughed by all	A
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The seasons' rainfalls On its brink	I
The over leaning harebells swing	J
With roots half bare the pine trees cling	J
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And through the shadow looking west	G
You see the wavering river flow	A
Along a vale that far below	A
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Holds to the sun the sheltering hills	K
And glimmering water line between	L
Broad fields of corn and meadows green	L
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And fruit bent orchards grouped around	G
The low brown roofs and painted eaves	M
And chimney tops half hid in leaves	M
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No warmer valley hides behind	G
Yon wind scourged sand dunes cold and bleak	N
No fairer river comes to seek	N
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The wave sung welcome of the sea	A
Or mark the northmost border line	O
Of sun loved growths of nut and vine	O
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Here ground fast in their native fields	P
Untempted by the city's gain	E
The quiet farmer folk remain	E
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Who bear the pleasant name of Friends	Q
And keep their fathers' gentle ways	R
And simple speech of Bible days	R
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In whose neat homesteads woman holds	S
With modest ease her equal place	T
And wears upon her tranquil face	T
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The look of one who merging not	G
Her self hood in another's will	A
Is love's and duty's handmaid still	A
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Pass with me down the path that winds	U
Through birches to the open land	G
Where close upon the river strand	G
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You mark a cellar vine o'errun	E
Above whose wall of loosened stones	V
The sumach lifts its reddening cones	V
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And the black nightshade's berries shine	E
And broad unsightly burdocks fold	G
The household ruin century old	G
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Here in the dim colonial time	B
Of sterner lives and gloomier faith	W
A woman lived tradition saith	W
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Who wrought her neighbors foul annoy	E
And witched and plagued the country side	G
Till at the hangman's hand she died	G
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Sit with me while the westering day	A
Falls slantwise down the quiet vale	A
And haply ere yon loitering sail	A
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That rounds the upper headland falls	X
Below Deer Island's pines or sees	Y
Behind it Hawkswood's belt of trees	Y
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Rise black against the sinking sun	E
My idyl of its days of old	G
The valley's legend shall be told	G
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II THE HUSKING	N
It was the pleasant harvest time	B
When cellar bins are closely stowed	G
And garrets bend beneath their load	G
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And the old swallow haunted barns	Z
Brown gabled long and full of seams	A2
Through which the rooted sunlight streams	A2
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And winds blow freshly in to shake	N
The red plumes of the roosted cocks	B2
And the loose hay mow's scented locks	B2
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Are filled with summer's ripened stores	C2
Its odorous grass and barley sheaves	M
From their low scaffolds to their eaves	M
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On Esek Harden's oaken floor	D2
With many an autumn threshing worn	E
Lay the heaped ears of unhusked corn	E
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And thither came young men and maids	E2
Beneath a moon that large and low	A
Lit that sweet eve of long ago	A
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They took their places some by chance	F2
And others by a merry voice	G2
Or sweet smile guided to their choice	G2
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How pleasantly the rising moon	E
Between the shadow of the mows	H2
Looked on them through the great elm boughs	H2
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On sturdy boyhood sun embrowned	G
On girlhood with its solid curves	I2
Of healthful strength and painless nerves	I2
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And jests went round and laughs that made	G
The house dog answer with his howl	A
And kept astir the barn yard fowl	A
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And quaint old songs their fathers sung	N
In Derby dales and Yorkshire moors	J2
Ere Norman William trod their shores	C2
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And tales whose merry license shook	N
The fat sides of the Saxon thane	E
Forgetful of the hovering Dane	E
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Rude plays to Celt and Cimbri known	E
The charms and riddles that beguiled	G
On Oxus' banks the young world's child	G
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That primal picture speech wherein	E
Have youth and maid the story told	G
So new in each so dateless old	G
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Recalling pastoral Ruth in her	K2
Who waited blushing and demure	L2
The red ear's kiss of forfeiture	K2
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But still the sweetest voice was mute	G
That river valley ever heard	G
From lips of maid or throat of bird	G
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For Mabel Martin sat apart	G
And let the hay mow's shadow fall	A
Upon the loveliest face of all	A
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She sat apart as one forbid	G
Who knew that none would condescend	G
To own the Witch wife's child a friend	G
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The seasons scarce had gone their round	G
Since curious thousands thronged to see	A
Her mother at the gallows tree	A
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And mocked the prison palsied limbs	M2
That faltered on the fatal stairs	N2
And wan lip trembling with its prayers	N2
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Few questioned of the sorrowing child	G
Or when they saw the mother die	G
Dreamed of the daughter's agony	A
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They went up to their homes that day	G
As men and Christians justified	G
God willed it and the wretch had died	G
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Dear God and Father of us all	A
Forgive our faith in cruel lies	O2
Forgive the blindness that denies	O2
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Forgive thy creature when he takes	P2
For the all perfect love Thou art	G
Some grim creation of his heart	G
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Cast down our idols overturn	E
Our bloody altars let us see	A
Thyself in Thy humanity	A
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Young Mabel from her mother's grave	Q2
Crept to her desolate hearth stone	E
And wrestled with her fate alone	E
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With love and anger and despair	R2
The phantoms of disordered sense	S2
The awful doubts of Providence	T2
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Oh dreary broke the winter days	R
And dreary fell the winter nights	U2
When one by one the neighboring lights	U2
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Went out and human sounds grew still	A
And all the phantom peopled dark	N
Closed round her hearth fire's dying spark	N
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And summer days were sad and long	N
And sad the uncompanioned eves	M
And sadder sunset tinted leaves	M
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And Indian Summer's airs of balm	B
She scarcely felt the soft caress	V2
The beauty died of loneliness	W2
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The school boys jeered her as they passed	G
And when she sought the house of prayer	R2
Her mother's curse pursued her there	R2
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And still o'er many a neighboring door	D2
She saw the horseshoe's curved charm	B
To guard against her mother's harm	B
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That mother poor and sick and lame	B
Who daily by the old arm chair	R2
Folded her withered hands in prayer	R2
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Who turned in Salem's dreary jail	A
Her worn old Bible o'er and o'er	K2
When her dim eyes could read no more	D2
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Sore tried and pained the poor girl kept	G
Her faith and trusted that her way	G
So dark would somewhere meet the day	G
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And still her weary wheel went round	G
Day after day with no relief	X2
Small leisure have the poor for grief	X2
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IV THE CHAMPION	E
So in the shadow Mabel sits	Y2
Untouched by mirth she sees and hears	Z2
Her smile is sadder than her tears	N2
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But cruel eyes have found her out	G
And cruel lips repeat her name	B
And taunt her with her mother's shame	B
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She answered not with railing words	A3
But drew her apron o'er her face	T
And sobbing glided from the place	T
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And only pausing at the door	D2
Her sad eyes met the troubled gaze	R
Of one who in her better days	R
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Had been her warm and steady friend	G
Ere yet her mother's doom had made	G
Even Esek Harden half afraid	G
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He felt that mute appeal of tears	N2
And starting with an angry frown	E
Hushed all the wicked murmurs down	E
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'Good neighbors mine ' he sternly s	V2