Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A SYMPHONY IN COLORS, by J. W. HAND


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A SYMPHONY IN COLORS, by                    
First Line: I never knew the seasons held
Last Line: In bridal garments dressed.
Subject(s): Art & Artists; Colors; Paintings & Painters


I never knew the seasons held
So much of joy and bliss,
Till summer gave to autumn
Its fervent good bye kiss:
The leaves are all a riot
Of browns and tans and red—
Painted by midget fairies
Because the flowers are dead.

Just where they dip their brushes
To paint so rich a glow,
And where the pigments come from
No artist seems to know:
At dawn the world is misty
With autumn's dews and damp,
Until the king of daytime
Turns on his sunbeam lamp,—

And then the world is flooded
With tints the sunsets know,
And maybe that's the palette
To which the fairies go:
The little imps of mischief
Have done their level best
To wed the fall with winter,
In bridal garments dressed.





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