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<h2> The Harvest of the Sea </h2>
<p>The earth grows white with harvest; all day long<br/>
The sickles gleam, until the darkness weaves<br/>
Her web of silence o'er the thankful song<br/>
Of reapers bringing home the golden sheaves.<br/>
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The wave tops whiten on the sea fields drear,<br/>
And men go forth at haggard dawn to reap;<br/>
But ever 'mid the gleaners' song we hear<br/>
The half-hushed sobbing of the hearts that weep.<br/></p>
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