| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882). Complete Poetical Works. 1893. | | | | A Book of Sonnets | | The Harvest Moon |
| | | IT is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes | |
| And roofs of villages, on woodland crests | |
| And their aerial neighborhoods of nests | |
| Deserted, on the curtained window-panes | |
| Of rooms where children sleep, on country lanes | 5 |
| And harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests! | |
| Gone are the birds that were our summer guests; | |
| With the last sheaves return the laboring wains! | |
| All things are symbols: the external shows | |
| Of Nature have their image in the mind, | 10 |
| As flowers and fruits and falling of the leaves; | |
| The song-birds leave us at the summer’s close, | |
| Only the empty nests are left behind, | |
| And pipings of the quail among the sheaves. | | | | |
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