MEMORY—THE GLEANER.
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BY ANSON G. CHESTER, A. B.
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The harvest-field of Boaz. Like a host
Drawn up for battle stands its yellow grain,
Rustling its own sweet music. Brawny men
Are there to steal its beauty—and the noise
Of the keen sickle blends with random songs.
Close on their track the agile binders haste