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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Mowing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The clock has struck six,<br> And the morning is fair,<br> While the east in red splendor is glowing;<br>There’s a dew on the grass, and a song in the air—<br> Let us up and be off to the mowing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Wouldst know why I wait<br> Ere the sunlight has crept<br> O’er the fields where the daisies are growing?<br>Why all night I’ve kept my own vigils, nor slept?<br> ’Tis to-day is the day of the mowing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> This day and this hour<br> Maud has promised to tell<br> What the blush on her cheek was half showing.<br>If she waits at the lane, I’m to know all is well,<br> And there’ll be a good time at the mowing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Maud’s mother has said,<br> And I’ll never deny,<br> That a girl’s heart there can be no knowing.<br>Oh, I care not to live, and I rather would die,<br> If Maud does not come to the mowing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> What is it I see?<br> ’Tis a sheen of brown hair<br> In the lane where the poppies are blowing.<br>Thank God! it is Maud—she is waiting me there,<br> And there’ll be a good time at the mowing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Six years have passed by,<br> And I freely declare<br> That I scarcely have noticed their going;<br>Sweet Maud is my wife, with her sheen of brown hair,<br> And we had a good time at the mowing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Samuel+Hawkins+Marshall+Byers">Samuel Hawkins Marshall Byers</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Samuel+Hawkins+Marshall+Byers&d=Harper%27s%2C+Volume+59%2C+Issue+350">Harper's, Volume 59, Issue 350</a></em></div>

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