In the Fields

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In the Fields - by Elisabeth Barrett Browning


The little cares that fretted me,  I lost them yesterday

Among the fields above the sea,  Among the winds at play;

Among the lowing of the herds,  The rusling of the trees;

Among the singing of the birds,  The humming of the bees.

 

The foolish fears of what might pass--I cast them all away

Among the clover-scented grass, Among the new-mown hay;

Among the husking of the corn,  Where the drowsy poppies nod,

Where ill thoughts die and good are born,  Our in the fields with God.

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December 15, 2011  |   Share:

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