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August 09, 2005

137R Once More the Liberal Year Laughs Out

SUSSEX CAROL (8.8.8.8.8.8.)

1. Once more the lib-eral year laughs out
o'er rich-er stores than gems or gold;
Once more with har-vest song and shout
is na-ture's blood-less tri-umph told.
Our com-mon Mo-ther rests and sings,
like Ruth, a-mong her gar-nered sheaves;
Her lap is full of good-ly things,
her brow is bright with au-tumn leaves.
To see our Fa-ther's hand once more
re-verse for us the plen-teous horn
of au-tumn, filled and run-ning o'er
with fruit, and flower, and gold-en corn!

2. We shut our eyes, the flowers bloom on;
We mur-mur, but the corn-ears fill,
we choose the sha-dow, but the sun
that casts it shines be-hind us still.
God gives us with our rug-ged soil
the power to make it E-den's prayer,
and rich-er fruits to crown our toil
than sum-mer-wedd-ed is-lands bear.
Oh, fav-ors eve-ry year made new!
Oh, gifts with rain and sun-shine sent
the boun-ty ov-er-runs our due,
the ful-ness shames our dis-con-tent.

3. Thank Heaven, in-stead, that Free-dom's arm
can change a roc-ky soil to gold,
that brave and gene-rous lives can warm
a clime with nor-thern i-ces cold.
And let these al-tars, wreathed with flowers
and piled with fruits, a-wake a-gain
Thanks-giv-ings for the gol-den hours,
the ear-ly and the lat-ter rain!
Once more the lib-eral year laughs out
o'er rich-er stores than gems or gold;
Once more with har-vest song and shout
is na-ture's blood-less tri-umph told.

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Posted by rehurst at August 9, 2005 03:57 AM

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