Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1891-10-09
FARM AND GARDEN
THE UUsBANDMAN,



Fling Wide the golden gates to day, ding wide;
One comes IN stately pomp hetorC whom bow
Al LOYALTY. lie comes NOT purple CARRIED,
No shining, ktugy cDrc)ct deck, ais brow,
lie bears No passport from the rcSlm VI Art
NJ claim he makes 10 hoNorS proudly won
Who're men VITA mighty eloQNcnCe the forum al:
That hercer WEAPON than the whelted sword -
The pen-.not trained Is he to aly WELD
No splendid armies marching 80 his back
Now graUdlN Ger the world on conquest bent;
Nor strives he IS the sacred hsr ~ God
Not here not herr the Geld where him We eva
As ruler ct tins hour, his prestige Sho,ya
See where he swayS, see whore IN mighty strength
He bends him daily to his noble task
Now III the gOutlp, sweet, tAtr SpriNy Ot year.
When in the mellow, sun surchargcd air,
The earth'S strong torCNs MOVE IN slent pOweE
when SweilS the merry roundelay ~ blris,
When green grow Sll the Gelds aud howcrs
From cut the earth bound prison bars to light
White on their tiny affairs lay they glad
The subtle incense OF their rarC pcrtume-
Now ComCth him We own With bare right arm
And hawny, beating breast aud Slalwart frame,
Aud face all hrnUgod aud body marked with
toll,
Lew bonding, while he scaucrs Gar aud trcr
The harvest seed DER all the we'll titled laud,
Mark We'll thus act OF him who rules to-day,
Now warmer shines the suns strong torcetul
ray:
The warm, rich blood OF summer sllrs the world,
Natures sure slGus are seen IN leaf and grain,
The uow"rs now ~ deeper hucs are clad,
Gay .gal bed they od you from the lane
And smile beside the Guys we'll kept hedge
The wondruns summer time Is htrn Al last
That time Whcu he Who rules thls day
Stands neat to natures pulstng, throbNing breast
Aud feels her beating heart in silent sympathy
She knows rs Knows none else how near comes he
10 her than all mankind most near comes he,
SEQ now hts aCts; see how he softly moves
Amongst his Tasting corn IN lowly pride,
See how he lends e and 10 gaiu upd gtow
SEE how he Watches DER the GLOWING grain,
To swell the hungry CranRrieA OF tho world
looN vet again, Ham on whom we own today,
HIM OF the hrEwnN breast and face all broNEtd
Aud manly, etnlwNrt frame, so kutt and EtrNng,
ProndnuW before The golden harvest stands,
Miles tav he sreS tho modelling, Nelluw gutm
And not bow ug head IL Ia the throng
hut owns him lord and master Ot the hour,
Not lnnV he stands aud looks, but siCkllug fast
lie rcaps the generous yield of harvest gold,
Reaps what God knows, shoudENo him greater
stor,
Reaps OF whilc all too oft there others hc
Who line the tr purses with his we'll earned coin,
Him see yo uow him whom we own rs klng'
O'er this fair festival In station high
lie rules tn.day he ct the brawuy breast
Aud smlwWt frame aud turroWed fac" all
hrnnged,
Set toward the Sunny Hast where dawns for him
A hotter day, when he VI hose hrnded back
Ia painting with It's toll shull trcer ba
From burdens borne IN NArdShip'n cruel might
" hen he who unhly s0ws aud rcaps tho food
OF continents shall I've no more scrt
10 Waiting toll, hut, more erect aud free,
Shall labor ON tn after III the place
Than which nome nOhlor kuOWS mankind,
Grand festival the typo OF that great day
When lie who governs Tor eternity
Shalt deck tho streets OF pearl aud shining gold
For Harvest Homes beyond the dcalhcsa stars,
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