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They said that I was beautiful ; my eyes Called men to do brave deeds, to bear Much that was hard, and just for love of me. They said that I was heartless ! Twas a lie. Well I remember how the autumn leaves Were dropping daily from the chestnut trees : Robins, red-breasted, growing loud in song : While Death called Nature to her yearly sleep, And Nature, sad, oppressed with summer's heat, Responsive, yearned for rest The blackberries Were dropping on the long damp autumn grass : The knapweeds' ...latest blooms were almost dead The feverfew was showing pale, sad flowers, Sad as the autumn sunlight, pale as days Wakened again when they have lain asleep For many years, and asked to live and move. 12 EDITH MACPHERSON . . . The partridges were growing bold and pert At sight of men. The harvest was well in. Ah, still I hear, monotonous, the hum From the machines that threshed the chaff from grain. Ah, still I see, above the autumn hedge Across the fields the old, grey, square church tower. Edith Macpherson, thirty years ago, One day I met an artist in the lane.
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