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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD OCTOBER, by THOMAS CONSTABLE
First Line: Hail, old october, bright and chill
Last Line: Thank goodness, old october's here!
Subject(s): Friendship; October
First Line: Hail, old october, bright and chill
Last Line: Thank goodness, old october's here!
Subject(s): Friendship; October
Hail, old October, bright and chill,
First freedman from the summer sun!
Spice high the bowl, and drink your fill!
Thank heaven, at last the summer's done!
Come, friend, my fire is burning bright,
A fire's no longer out of place,
How clear it glows! (there's frost to-night,)
It looks white winter in the face.
You've been to "Richard." Ah! you've seen
A noble play: I'm glad you went;
But what on earth does Shakespeare mean
By "winter of our discontent"?
Be mine the Tree that feeds the fire!
Be mine the sun knows when to set!
Be mine the months when friends desire
To turn in here from cold and wet!
The sentry sun, that glared so long
O'erhead, deserts his summer post;
Ay, you may brew it hot and strong:
"The joys of winter"—come, a toast!
Shine on the kangaroo, thou sun!
Make far New Zealand faint with fear!
Don't hurry back to spoil our fun,
Thank goodness, old October's here!
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