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