Treasure Island

James McIntyre

(25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906 / Forres, Scotland)

Abundant Harvest


The following was composed and read at a gathering in the new
Parsonage, Salford, in the fall, 1883.

The farmers are in cheerful mood,
For harvest all it hath been good;
And all the grain was sown this spring
An abundant yield will bring.

And you can scarcely stow away.
The yield of barley, oats and hay ;
Such pasture it is seldom seen,
E'en now it is so fresh and green.

This beauteous color nature decks
While it insures you large milk checques [sic],
And certes you've much cause to praise
For hogs and cattle that you raise.

Submitted: Friday, May 04, 2012

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