CXIV
In the slant sunlight of the young October,
Dew-dashed lay meadow, upland, wood, and pool;
Mid-time delicious, when all hues are sober,
All sounds an undertone, all airs are cool:
When Nature seems awhile to pause and probe her,
Asking her heart if her eventful rule
Hath blest the earth she loveth, and to brace her
Against the wintry darksome days that face her.
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Alfred Austin (1835-1913)
from The Human Tragedy, 1891
[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]
Alfred Austin biography
Christine Johnstone, Long Shadows Cast by Round Wood, 2016.
Eight line octet; ABABABAA; iambic pentameter, slight variation (?); a young female October personified. An observational poem. The dreaded winter impending... 💟💟💟💟💟💟
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