
A reaper named Death tenderly gathers flowers for the Lord of Paradise, promising they will bloom in fields of light. A mother relinquishes her beloved flowers in grief, trusting in reunion above, and the narrator describes the visitor as an angel.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Allegorical Poetry, Religious Poetry · 292 words
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, / And, with his sickle keen, / He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, / And the flowers that grow between.
"Shall I have naught that is fair? " saith he; / "Have naught but the bearded grain? / Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, / I will give them all back again."
He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, / He kissed their drooping leaves; / It was for the Lord of Paradise / He bound them in his sheaves.
"My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," / The Reaper said, and smiled; / "Dear tokens of the earth are they, / Where he was once a child.
The Reaper and the Flowers is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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death · maternal grief · afterlife · religious consolation · personification