I stepped without my doorway One fine October morn And was dazzled by the golden glow That came from tree and lawn. A neighbor called out blithely, "What a lovely morning! I ne'er before saw day like this With such a golden dawning." The rain had fallen for a week And loosened maple leaves; A southern wind rose gustily, And blew them from the trees, Gold leaves lay on the sills and roofs They covered steps and ground. You'd think King Midas in the night Made gold all things around. The sun came out and with his light Bathed this magnificance Which gave the earth a sudden look Of wondrous opulence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 3. AMARYLLIS by THOMAS CAMPION THE WAYS OF TIME by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES OPEN, TIME by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY THE LIVING TEMPLE by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES LANCER by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE LITTLE TURTLE by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY |