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Title: Poems of life in the country and by the sea
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Brown, Benjamin Francis, 1845-
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Publisher: Columbus, Ohio : (s.n.)
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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The round-eyed daisies, spying. Photo by Phil M. Riley POEMS FROM LIFES EXPERIENCE Beside the brooklet flowingWe found fair gentians growing, Heavenly blue;And later, nuts deliciousEncased in burrs malicious. Two by two. Of work we made a pleasureIn filling many a measure, Husking corn ;Plump turkeys, round us feeding,Thanksgiving all unheeding, Fatal morn. By firesides ruddy glow,Outside, the drifting snow,— We would meet;With apples, ripe and red,And nuts on table spread, Such a treat. And as the flames leaped higherWe, gazing in the fire, Seemed to seeOld Santa Claus, gifts bringing.While Christmas bells were ringing Merrily. We had no thought of sorrow,Twas joy today, tomorrow, Then,—always.Ah, me, as years grow older.The world seems hard and colder, Shorn of rays. But far beyond its toiling,Beyond its sad turmoiling, Shines the lightOf Heaven, a joy forever.Where the bright day shall never End in night. i6
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o o H POEMS FROM LIFES EXPERIENCE THE RAINY DAY IN JULY In the old red barn on a rainy day. In the old red barn where the new-mown hay Is piled up high to the rafters near, So near that the swallows shake with fear, You will find the boys in haying time; Up the ladder they love to climb, To tumble and roll in the fragrant hay, For this is surely a holiday. Softly the patter of rain oerhead Like music tempts them to make their bed. To lie and sleep mid the odors sweet While the swallows twitter a tete-a-tete: And the tingle on the shingles Of the rain-drops falling fast. Tells to them a pleasant stor), That all day the rain will last. They have worked so hard in the long hot days, So hard in the field where the suns hot rays Have tired them out, that they love to keep Up in the hay-mow fast asleep; And this rainy day in hot July To the farmer boys, like a berry pie That mother made, is a welcome treat And the rest they gain is a rest complete. 18

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