Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT ONE AGAIN: 1. NOONDAY, by JEAN INGELOW


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First Line: Two angry men -- in heat they sever
Last Line: And 'tis my season to curb and quell
Subject(s): Noon


Two angry men - in heat they sever,
And one goes home by a harvest field: -
Hope's nought, quoth he, "and vain endeavor;
I said and say it, I will not yield!


As for this wrong, no art can mend it,
The bond is shiver'd that held us twain;
Old friends we be, but law must end it,
Whether for loss or whether for gain.


Yon stream is small - full slow its wending;
But winning is sweet, but right is fine;
And shoal of trout, or willowy bending -
Though Law be costly - I'll prove them mine.


His strawberry cow slipped loose her tether,
And trod the best of my barley down;
His little lasses at play together
Pluck'd the poppies my boys had grown.


What then? - Why naught! She lack'd of reason;
And they - my little ones match them well: -
But this - Nay all things have their season,
And 'tis my season to curb and quell."






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