| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | II. The Harvest Moon | | By Edward Hovell-Thurlow, Lord Thurlow (1781–1829) |
| | | THE CRIMSON Moon, uprising from the sea, | |
| With large delight foretells the harvest near: | |
| Ye shepherds, now prepare your melody, | |
| To greet the soft appearance of her sphere! | |
| And, like a page, enamored of her train, | 5 |
| The star of even glimmers in the west: | |
| Then raise, ye shepherds, your observant strain, | |
| That so of the Great Shepherd here are blest! | |
| Our fields are full of the time-ripened grain, | |
| Our vineyards with the purple clusters swell: | 10 |
| Her golden splendor glimmers on the main, | |
| And vales and mountains her bright glory tell: | |
| Then sing, ye shepherds! for the time has come | |
| When we must bring the enrichéd harvest home! | | | | |
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