Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze - A few incisive Mornings - A few Ascetic Eves - Gone - Mr. Bryant's "Golden Rod" - And Mr. Thomson's "sheaves." Still, is the bustle in the Brook - Sealed are the spicy valves - Mesmeric fingers softly touch The Eyes of many Elves - Perhaps a squirrel may remain - My sentiments to share - Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind - Thy windy will to bear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLY THURSDAY, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE WAR IS KIND: 21 by STEPHEN CRANE A BALLAD OF HELL by JOHN DAVIDSON LILIES: 13. 'LET US NEVER COMFORT EACH OTHER INTO SLEEP' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |