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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMN HILL, by WILLIAM ARNETTE WOFFORD First Line: Some silver night when all the world is still Last Line: And death and I shall walk the silent street. | |||
Some silver night when all the world is still, I shall go out and climb an autumn hill, Gold crowned, with russet oaks and drifted leaves From tall moon-misted trees; and there where breathes The perfumed night, I shall await my last great love Whose silent feet I soon shall hear. Above, The stars shall light the path that leads to me. His lips will smile, I know, and I shall see That he is kind; his gentle hands I'll feel Upon my brow. Then I shall rise and kneel Before him there in that enchanted place; And looking up, oh, I shall know his face! No sombre sigh of sorrow shall I heave, Nor shed dark tears to show him that I grieve. Words softly spoken then will touch my breath: "Do not be frightened, Child. I am only death." Then while the shadowed sleeping world is still, We both shall tiptoe softly down the hill. The moon shall touch to silver our swift feet, And death and I shall walk the silent street. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRAYER FOR AN OLD MAN IN HEAVEN by WILLIAM ARNETTE WOFFORD OFFERING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AFTER THE QUARREL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE PARTING OF THE WAYS by JOSEPH BENSON GILDER LOVE IN THE VALLEY (VERSION A) by GEORGE MEREDITH THE PAUPER'S DRIVE by THOMAS NOEL PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR THERE WILL COME SOFT RAINS' by SARA TEASDALE |
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