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Poem by John McCrae


I saw two sowers in Lifes field at morn,
To whom came one in angel guise and said,
Is it for labour that a man is born?
Lo: I am Ease. Come ye and eat my bread!
Then gladly one forsook his task undone
And with the Tempter went his slothful way,
The other toiled until the setting sun
With stealing shadows blurred the dusty day.

Ere harvest time, upon earths peaceful breast
Each laid him down among the unreaping dead.
Labour hath other recompense than rest,
Else were the toiler like the fool, I said;
God meteth him not less, but rather more
Because he sowed and others reaped his store.

John McCrae

John McCrae's other poems:
  1. The Harvest of the Sea
  2. The Shadow of the Cross
  3. Anarchy
  4. Quebec
  5. The Oldest Drama

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