Autumn will bring a hutch of gold And send a biting chill throughout the air And then . . . The night from over the amber hill Will spread a brocade shawl of frost Upon the ground. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRIEF by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING LINES ON OBSERVING A BLOSSOM [ON THE FIRST OF FEBRUARY 1796] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE STREET CORNER COLLEGE by KENNETH PATCHEN THE GREAT SAINT BERNARD by SAMUEL ROGERS MAY DAY by ADELAIDE A. ANDREWS THE ELF CHILD by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS |