SUMMER is fallen, is conquered, her greatness ravished away. We saw her broken with tempest on cliffs of the Irish shore; We saw her flee like the wraith of a monstrous rose, before The airy invisible hunters that hunted her night and day. And once we believed them frustrate, believed them reft of their prey, For she suddenly flashed anew into violent splendour, defied The yelling pack of the storm, and turned, and held them at bay. In superb despair she faced them, she towered like June once more, -- Then, sinking, shook on the world her golden ruins, and died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY CLASS: ON CERTAIN FRUITS AND FLOWERS SENT ... SICKNESS by SIDNEY LANIER SIMON SURNAMED PETER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO DOCTOR EMPIRIC by BEN JONSON THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S FASTING by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 5 by ALFRED TENNYSON VERSES FOR CHILDREN: CHRISTMAS TREE by ZEDA K. AILES |