Autumn
Dublin Core
Title
Autumn
Description
Autumn! I love thy tinted looks,
Thy faded leaves, and chilling brooks,
Precurser of the stormy glast,
Thy cloudy days and chilling nights,
And ripen'd fruits, and pleasant sights,
In blighted trees, with yellow, green,
Thy varied hills and vernal plains,
Wide fields are stack'd with ripen'd grain,
And transient clouds, rush swiftly by,
The wild winds blow, and every bird
Autumnal glory reign supreme,
Thy many storms that pass us by—
Our years, and makes our whiskers grey,
Teach us a lesson, that we may,
And be prepared, when called to go,
Thy faded leaves, and chilling brooks,
And variegated flowers;
Thy cooling winds and wither'd grass,Precurser of the stormy glast,
And fluctuating showers.
Thy cloudy days and chilling nights,
And ripen'd fruits, and pleasant sights,
All tell in language plain,
That thou whose frigid looks art seenIn blighted trees, with yellow, green,
Hath called on us again.
Thy varied hills and vernal plains,
Wide fields are stack'd with ripen'd grain,
And Indian summer's sun;
The crimson shadows of the sky,And transient clouds, rush swiftly by,
And tell us summer's gone.
The wild winds blow, and every bird
Is silent through the land;
The varying foliage is seen,Autumnal glory reign supreme,
Spread by Almighty hand.
Thy many storms that pass us by—
Yes, e'n thy chilling rain—
As ancient time, who steals aawayOur years, and makes our whiskers grey,
Permits us to remain.
Teach us a lesson, that we may,
By learning well prepare
To live consistent here below,And be prepared, when called to go,
The cmmon fate to share.
Creator
B. Clark, Sen.
Source
1:16, p. 4
Date
11.5.1859
Collection
Citation
B. Clark, Sen., “Autumn,” Periodical Poets, accessed September 8, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/595.
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