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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JULY, by ALEXANDER L. POSEY
First Line: The air without has taken fever
Last Line: In the cornfield and the thirsty grass.
Subject(s): July
First Line: The air without has taken fever
Last Line: In the cornfield and the thirsty grass.
Subject(s): July
The air without has taken fever;
Fast I feel the beating of its pulse.
The leaves are twisted on the maple,
In the corn the autumn's premature;
The weary butterfly hangs waiting
For a breath to waft him thither at
The touch, but falls, like truth unheeded,
Into dust-blown grass and hollyhocks.
The air without is blinding dusty;
Cool I feel the breezes blow; I see
The sunlight, crowded on the porch, grow
Smaller till absorbed in shadow; and
The far blue hills are changed to gray, and
Twilight lingers in the woods between;
And now I hear the shower dancing
In the cornfield and the thirsty grass.
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