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Rh Stand like cows of bronze, save when they flick the teasing
 * Flies with switch of tail from each quivering flank.

Nature takes a rest—even her bees are sleeping,
 * And the silent wood seems a church that's shut;

But these human creatures cease not from their reaping
 * While the corn stands high, waiting to be cut.