William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962). Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920.
Farmers
I
And marvel secretly.
They are so very calm and sure,
They have such dignity.
Although their learning’s small,
They find a steady, brown content
Where some find none at all.
Are soon made up again;
They grant forgiveness when He sends
His silver, tardy rain.
When gathered crops are trim,
You know they think their work was done
In partnership with Him.
And little fields to rent,
Do I still love so foolishly
Wisdom and discontent?