With the new hay, a dripping, scented load,
Comes the slow ox-team with a noiseless tread
Through the thick rain with bent, unswerving head,
Toiling along the soft and silent road.
Across the marsh the ripened hay windrowed
Lies all deserted, where the toilers sped.
The dyke-road winding to the learning shed
Has but a solitary, hobbling toad.
Adown the wide and grass-grown village street,
The last dark phantom pair of steaming steeds
Leap headlong toward the open barn, with chains
That rattle louder than their rapid feet.
Until the tide has left the swaying reeds
High on the marsh, the morning through, it rains.
(John Frederic Herbin)
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