Love
Harvestmen A-Singing
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Love
All ye that lovely lovers be,
Pray you for me:
Lo, here we come a-sowing, a-sowing,
And sow sweet fruits of love;
In your sweet hearts well may it prove!
Lo, here we come a-reaping, a-reaping,
To reap our harvest-fruit!
And thus we pass the year so long,
And never be we mute.
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Peele, George. “Harvestmen A-Singing.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/peele/9/.
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Peele, George. “Harvestmen A-Singing.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/peele/9/.
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