Evening Hay Fields
Oil on panel, 8" x 10"
Private Collection
Oil on panel, 8" x 10"
Private Collection
There the swains cut their paths
Through the sections assigned them
Leaving sweet-scented swaths
Swelling gayly behind them.
From the poem "The Hay Makers"
by Samuel Woodworth
Through the sections assigned them
Leaving sweet-scented swaths
Swelling gayly behind them.
From the poem "The Hay Makers"
by Samuel Woodworth