FIRST the grain, and then the blade -- The one destroyed, the other made; Then stalk and blossom, and again The gold of newly minted grain. So Life, by Death the reaper cast To earth, again shall rise at last; For't is the service of the sod To render God the things of God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOLD COAST CUSTOMS by EDITH SITWELL GLOIRE DE DIJON by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE LAMENT OF THE FRONTIER GUARD by LI PO SONNET: 9. TO THE RIVER LODON by THOMAS WARTON THE YOUNGER EPITAPH ON CHARLES II by JOHN WILMOT |