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I cautious, scanned my little life -
I winnowed what would fade
From what would last till Heads like mine
Should be a-dreaming laid
I put the latter in a Barn -
The former, blew away
I went one winter morning
And lo - my priceless Hay
Was not upon the "Scaffold" -
Was not upon the "Beam" -
And from a thriving Farmer -
A Cynic, I became
Whether a Thief did it -
Whether it was the wind -
Whether Deity's guiltless -
My business is, to find!
So I begin to ransack!
How is it Hearts, with Thee?
Art thou within the little Barn
Love provided Thee?
I cautious, scanned my little life -
I winnowed what would fade
From what would last till Heads like mine
Should be a-dreaming laid
I put the latter in a Barn -
The former, blew away
I went one winter morning
And lo - my priceless Hay
Was not upon the "Scaffold" -
Was not upon the "Beam" -
And from a thriving Farmer -
A Cynic, I became
Whether a Thief did it -
Whether it was the wind -
Whether Deity's guiltless -
My business is, to find!
So I begin to ransack!
How is it Hearts, with Thee?
Art thou within the little Barn
Love provided Thee?
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