Pastoral Love In The Heroic Couplet
December 13, 2020
In autumn vast fields laugh to the farmers
With golden crops are usual growers;
The high plants bend their heavy corny heads
To them who desired, labored, cared a lot;
Before which were growing up to the sky
To kiss them the farmers are now not shy.
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Rural piece of great love, brilliantly written