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Mens Voices:
RD of the lotus, lord of the harvest,
Bright and munificent lord of the morn
Thine is the bounty that prospered our sowing,

Now autumn strews on every plain,
His mellow fruits and fertile grain;
And laughing plenty, crown'd with sheaves,
With purple grapes, and spreading leaves