| William Wilfred Campbell, comp. The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse. 1913. | | | | Harvest Time | | By Emily Pauline Johnson (1861–1913) |
| | | PILLOWED and hushed on the silent plain, | |
| Wrapped in her mantle of golden grain, | |
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| Wearied of pleasuring weeks away, | |
| Summer is lying asleep to-day,— | |
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| Where winds come sweet from the wild-rose briers | 5 |
| And the smoke of the far-off prairie fires. | |
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| Yellow her hair as the golden-rod, | |
| And brown her cheeks as the prairie sod; | |
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| Purple her eyes as the mists that dream | |
| At the edge of some laggard sun-drowned stream; | 10 |
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| But over their depths the lashes sweep, | |
| For Summer is lying to-day asleep. | |
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| The north wind kisses her rosy mouth, | |
| His rival frowns in the far-off south, | |
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| And comes caressing her sunburnt cheek, | 15 |
| And Summer awakes for one short week,— | |
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| Awakes and gathers her wealth of grain, | |
| Then sleeps and dreams for a year again. | | | | |
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