As one of some fat tillage dispossessed
Alan Seeger
1888 to 1916
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Thou may'st turn here, dear boy, and reading see
Some part of what thy friend once felt for thee.
Weighing the yield of these four faded years,
As one of some fat tillage dispossessed,
Read in thy text the sense of David's line,
Through thee achieved the love that Shakespeare knew.
What lasting gold among the garnered ears, —
As flowers made sweeter by deep-drunken rain,
Therein I reaped Time's richest revenue,
Wide waters, and less kindly bonds constrain,
Ah, then I'll say what hours I had of thine,
Take then his book, laden with mine own love
That when years sunder and between us move
If any ask what fruit seems loveliest,