Friday, July 24, 2009

A lover of autumn

"O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all."


"Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away."



"Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost --
For the grapes' sake along the wall."

"Wild winds of Autumn go wailing
Up the valley and over the hill,
Like yearning Ghosts round the world sailing,
In search of the old love still."


"October" by Robert Frost
"Desolate" by Gerald Massey

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