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You come to fetch me from my work to-night / When supper's on the table, and we'll see / If I can leave off burying the white / Soft petals fallen from the apple tree.
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite, / Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea; )
And go along with you ere you lose sight / Of what you came for and become like me, / Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed / On through the watching for that early birth / When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed, / The sturdy seedling with arched body comes / Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.