There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickl… - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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There is a Reaper, whose name is Death,
And, with his sickle keen,
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
And the flowers that grow between.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (27 February 1807 – 24 March 1882) was an American poet and one of the five members of the group known as the Fireside Poets.

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Alternative Names: Henry W. Longfellow • H. W. Longfellow • Longfellow

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