An omnibus across the bridge Crawls like a yellow butterfly, And, here and there, a passer-by Shows like a little restless midge. Big barges full of yellow hay Are moved against the shadowy wharf, And, like a yellow silken scarf, The thick fog hangs along the quay. The yellow leaves begin to fade And flutter from the Temple elms, And at my feet the pale green Thames Lies like a rod of rippled jade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY PRAISE THE SUN by JOHN CROWE RANSOM THE MASK by CLARISSA SCOTT DELANY THE SPELLIN' BEE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR BINSEY POPLARS (FELLED 1879) by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS ILICET by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE POPULAR BALLAD: NEVER FORGET YOUR PARENTS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |