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« on: Nov 11, 2009 07:13 AM »


My November Guest
 
by Robert Frost
 
MY Sorrow, when she’s here with me,   
  Thinks these dark days of autumn rain   
Are beautiful as days can be;   
She loves the bare, the withered tree;   
  She walks the sodden pasture lane.          
 
Her pleasure will not let me stay.   
  She talks and I am fain to list:   
She’s glad the birds are gone away,   
She’s glad her simple worsted gray   
  Is silver now with clinging mist.          
 
The desolate, deserted trees,   
  The faded earth, the heavy sky,   
The beauties she so truly sees,   
She thinks I have no eye for these,   
  And vexes me for reason why.          
 
Not yesterday I learned to know   
  The love of bare November days   
Before the coming of the snow,   
But it were vain to tell her so,   
  And they are better for her praise.
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« Reply #1 on: Nov 23, 2009 10:56 AM »

“Fall Leaves, Fall:”
by Emily Bronte

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night\'s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
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« Reply #2 on: Oct 14, 2010 08:21 AM »

Poem lyrics of The Autumn
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.


Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them -
The summer flowers depart -
Sit still - as all transform'd to stone,
Except your musing heart.

How there you sat in summer-time,
May yet be in your mind;
And how you heard the green woods sing
Beneath the freshening wind.
Though the same wind now blows around,
You would its blast recall;
For every breath that stirs the trees,
Doth cause a leaf to fall.

Oh! like that wind, is all the mirth
That flesh and dust impart:
We cannot bear its visitings,
When change is on the heart.
Gay words and jests may make us smile,
When Sorrow is asleep;
But other things must make us smile,
When Sorrow bids us weep!

The dearest hands that clasp our hands, -
Their presence may be o'er;
The dearest voice that meets our ear,
That tone may come no more!
Youth fades; and then, the joys of youth,
Which once refresh'd our mind,
Shall come - as, on those sighing woods,
The chilling autumn wind.

Hear not the wind - view not the woods;
Look out o'er vale and hill -
In spring, the sky encircled them -
The sky is round them still.
Come autumn's scathe - come winter's cold -
Come change - and human fate!
Whatever prospect Heaven doth bound,
Can ne'er be desolate.
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« Reply #3 on: Nov 04, 2010 08:53 AM »

The Wild Swans at Coole
William Butler Yeats

The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.
Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.
But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake's edge or pool
Delight men's eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?
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« Reply #4 on: Nov 04, 2010 09:02 AM »

Amazing...

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THE AUTUMN RAIN

by: Christopher Cranch (1813-1892)

1

ROOF and spire and darkened vane
Steep and soak in the night-long rain
That drips through the barns on the golden grain;
And a drowning mist sweeps over the plain,
And spatters with mud the rutted lane
And the dead flower stalks that bud not again.

2

Wind-driven drops of the autumn rain,
Beat, beat on the window-pane!
Beat, beat, sorrowful rain!
Drive through the night o'er the desolate plain!
Beat and sob to the old refrain,
And weep for the years that come not again.

3

Years, with your mingling of joy and of pain,--
Joys long forgotten, and cares that remain;
Hopes lying stranded and choked in the drain
Of the down-rushing river of fate,--I would fain
Sigh with the night-wind and weep with the rain,
For ye come not again!--ye come not again!
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« Reply #5 on: Dec 02, 2010 04:57 AM »

A Drop fell on the Apple Tree (794)    
by Emily Dickinson

A Drop fell on the Apple Tree -
Another - on the Roof -
A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves -
And made the Gables laugh -

A few went out to help the Brook
That went to help the Sea -
Myself Conjectured were they Pearls -
What Necklaces could be -

The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads -
The Birds jocoser sung -
The Sunshine threw his Hat away -
The Bushes - spangles flung -

The Breezes brought dejected Lutes -
And bathed them in the Glee -
The Orient showed a single Flag,
And signed the fête away -

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