"October" (Hayne)

Random Poetry List LXXXI

The passionate Summer's dead! the sky's a-glow,
   With roseate flushes of matured desire,
The winds at eve are musical and low,
   As sweeping chords of a lamenting lyre,
   Far up among the pillared clouds of fire,
Whose pomp of strange procession upward rolls,
With gorgeous blazonry of pictured folds,
   To celebrate the Summer's past renown;
   Ah, me! how regally the Heavens look down,
O'ershadowing beautiful autumnal woods,
   And harvest fields with hoarded increase brown,
And deep-toned majesty of golden floods,
   That raise their solemn dirges to the sky,
   To swell the purple pomp that floateth by.

Paul Hamilton Hayne (American, AD 1830-1886)

Originally e-mailed on Sunday, October 11, 1998 @ 8:45 PM.

Lane Core Jr. CIW P — Sat. 10/11/08 07:53:09 AM
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