Recompense

I saw two sowers in Life's field at morn,

To whom came one in angel guise and said,

"Is it for labour that a man is born?

Lo: I am Ease. Come ye and eat my bread!"

Then gladly one forsook his task undone

And with the Tempter went his slothful way,

The other toiled until the setting sun

With stealing shadows blurred the dusty day.

Ere harvest time, upon earth's peaceful breast

Each laid him down among the unreaping dead.

"Labour hath other recompense than rest,

Else were the toiler like the fool," I said;

"God meteth him not less, but rather more

Because he sowed and others reaped his store."

John McCrae

John McCrae born in Guelph, Ontario, Canadian poet, soldier, and physician John McCrae earned his undergraduate and medical degrees at the University of Toronto, where he received the Gold Medal. McCrae’s well-known poem “In Flanders Fields” memorializes the April 1915 battle in Belgium’s Ypres salient. For 17 days, McCrae tended those injured in the battle. January 28, 1918, at the age of 45. McCrae was buried with full military honors in Wimereux Cemetery near Boulogne, France. His family home in Guelph is preserved as a museum, and the main street in Wimereux is now named Rue McCrae.

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