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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMN MEMORIES, by GEORGE FRANCIS SAVAGE-ARMSTRONG Poet's Biography
First Line: When russet beech-leaves drift in air
Last Line: To hear me tell of the olden days.
Subject(s): Memory
First Line: When russet beech-leaves drift in air
Last Line: To hear me tell of the olden days.
Subject(s): Memory
WHEN russet beech-leaves drift in air,
And withering bracken gilds the ling,
And red haws brighten hedgerows bare,
And only plaintive robins sing;
When autumn whirlwinds curl the sea,
And mountain-tops are cold with haze,
Then saddest thoughts revisit me, --
I sit and dream of the olden days.
When chestnut-leaves lie yellow on ground,
And brown nuts break the prickled husk,
And nests on naked boughs are found,
And swallows shrill no more at dusk,
And folks are glad in house to be,
And up the flue the faggots blaze,
Then climb my little boys my knee
To hear me tell of the olden days.
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