So there's my year, the twelvemonth duly told
Since last I climbed this brow and gloated round
Upon the lands heaped with their wheaten gold,
And now again they spread with wealth imbrowned -
And thriftless I meanwhile,
What honeycombs have I to take, what sheaves to pile?
I see some shrivelled fruits upon my tree,
And gladly would self-kindness feign them sweet;
The bloom smelled heavenly, can these stragglers be
The fruit of that bright birth and this wry wheat,
Can this be from those spires
Which I, or fancy, saw leap to the spring sun's fires?
I peer, I count, but anxious is not rich,
My harvest is not come, the weeds run high;
Even poison-berries, ramping from the ditch
Have stormed the undefended ridges by;
What Michaelmas is mine!
The fields I sought to serve, for sturdier tillage pine.
But hush - Earth's valleys sweet in leisure lie;
And I among them wandering up and down
Will taste their berries, like the bird or fly,
And of their gleanings make both feast and crown.
The Sun's eye laughing looks.
And Earth accuses none that goes among her stooks.
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Hiya!
It's a farmer's term, and there doesn't seem to be any exact translation for it in German. 'Sheaves' is the plural of sheafs. As it is used here, it refers to a bundle of stalks or cut grain which have been tied together. It's what they do to certain crops at harvest time, which sort of fits in with the rest of the imagery.
Hope it helped.
SeanJ
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Hi I am from Germany and I try to translate this poem into Geman. I can understan most of the meaning but what does "I have sheaves to pile" mean? No word of translation really makes sence. Is this a saying, something that refers to the word "thriftless"? Is there somebody who can explain to me, what it means or give me a synonym to work with?
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