The lines "O'er our fields the frost is descended, labor is done, gone is the sun" are from the poem
"Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. It is one of the more famous narratives of the poet, a prominent figure in 19th-century American literature. - Poem: Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie
- Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Context: These lines appear near the end of the poem, describing the harsh winter setting after a long and arduous journey.
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A Thanksgiving Song O'er our fields, the frost is descended, Labor is done, gone is the sun; Safely stored, our harvest is ended, All in a ring, dancing we sing. She who leads is innocent pleasure, Ending the year, gladly with cheer; Joy and comfort, barns full of treasure, Everywhere health, season's bright wealth. ### | |
