Nature
The Plowman
From The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse (1913)
Nature
I heard the plowman sing in the wind,
And sing right merrily,
As down in the cold of the sunless mould
The grasses buried he.
And now the grasses sing in the wind,
Merrily do they sing ;
While down in the cold of the sunless mould
Is the plowman slumbering.
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MLA
Wetherald, Ethelwyn. “The Plowman.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wetherald_e/1/.
Chicago
Wetherald, Ethelwyn. “The Plowman.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wetherald_e/1/.
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