Wednesday, April 25, 2012
The End Of Harvest Comments
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'O Love, who walkest slow among my sheaves,
Smiling at tint and shape, thy smile of peace,
But whispering of the next sweet year's increase,-
O tender Love, thy loving hope but grieves
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Helen Hunt Jackson
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7/19/2025 10:42:26 PM # 1.0.0
Smiling at tint and shape, thy smile of peace. Nice write. Thanks for sharing it here.