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NOVEMBER by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY

First Line: HOW HAS NOVEMBER WON
Last Line: HOW CLOSE THE TEARS!
Subject(s): BEAUTY; EARTH; NOVEMBER; TEARS; WORLD;
How has November won
More loveliness
With opal mist and sun
Than spring can boast?

The village houses all
Wear aureoles.
Their smoke is pale and tall
As Abel's was.

The winds adoringly
On tiptoe pause,
Nor grudge the branches free
Slow gift of leaves.

And on the air one note
Clear, clear, and sad,
From the unmated throat
Of some lone bird.

O earth, that doth confess
In beauty God,
How calm the happiness,
How close the tears!



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