Let Autumn Harvest keep you safe,
And winter’s teeth remove
Till spring sun’s warmth again doth shine
On buried seed touched deep in sleep
And life renew with tender love
©Barbara Walsh
In the Similitude of a Dream III…
From Stuart. Also see The Stone and the Pilgrim (2) for the context
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… At this his relations were sore amazed; not for that they believed
that what he said to them was true, but because they thought that
some frenzy distemper had got into his head; therefore, it drawing
towards night, and they hoping that sleep might settle his brains,
with all haste they got him to bed.
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But the night was as troublesome to him as the day; wherefore,
instead of sleeping, he spent it in sighs and tears.
So, when the morning was come, they would know
how he did. He told them, Worse and worse:
he also set to talking to them again; but they began to be hardened.
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They also thought to drive away his distemper
by harsh and surly carriages to him; sometimes they would
deride, sometimes they would chide, and sometimes
they would quite neglect him.
Wherefore he began to…
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