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1407

A Field of Stubble, lying sere
Beneath the second Sun—
Its Toils to Brindled People thrust—
Its Triumphs—to the Bin—
Accosted by a timid Bird
Irresolute of Alms—
Is often seen—but seldom felt,
On our New England Farms—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 10:59 AM | Viewed: 6047 times

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