Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO DOROTHY WORDSWORTH, by ELLEN MONTGOMERY CRAWLEY First Line: You loved those vivid, crisp, autumnal days Last Line: That filled with its deep tones a poet's speech. Subject(s): Wellesley College; Wordsworth, Dorothy (1771-1855) | ||||||||
YOU loved those vivid, crisp, autumnal days When the still harvest fields are touched by frost To magic gold; when windless leaves embossed With living brown, scarlet, and crimson blaze, Fixed flames in the late sun's slow mellowing rays; When narrowed, winding brooks are straying, lost In blackened sedge; when wood paths, cool and mossed, Shine where the sunlight in the bracken plays. You loved it, and your eager spirit glowed With the rich golden of the sun swept beech; Your gypsy feet sought the free upland road And winged walked the hilltop's highest reach; And from full-stored heart the sunlight flowed That filled with its deep tones a poet's speech. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOROTHY WORDSWORTH by ROBERT COOPERMAN FOR DOROTHY WORDSWORTH by CHARLES LAURENCE NORTH YOUTH IMPERTURBABLE by CONRAD AIKEN YOUR MISSION by ELLEN M. HUNTINGTON GATES SONNET: TO HOMER by JOHN KEATS A MORNING THOUGHT by EDWARD ROWLAND SILL IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 25 by ALFRED TENNYSON AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS; SEVEN YEARS AFTER HIS DEATH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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