WHILE skies glint bright with bluest light Through clouds that race o'er field and town, And leaves go dancing left and right, And orchard apples tumble down; While schoolgirls sweet, in lane or street, Lean 'gainst the wind and feel and hear Its glad heart like a lover's beat, -- So reigns the rapture of the year. @3Then ho! and hey! and whoop-hooray! Though winter clouds be looming, Remember a November day Is merrier than mildest May With all her blossoms blooming.@1 While birds in scattered flight are blown Aloft and lost in bosky mist, And truant boys scud home alone 'Neath skies of gold and amethyst; While twilight falls, and echo calls Across the haunted atmosphere, With low, sweet laughs at intervals, -- So reigns the rapture of the year. @3Then ho! and hey! and whoop-hooray! Though winter clouds be looming, Remember a November day Is merrier than mildest May With all her blossoms blooming.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF DEAD FRIENDS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE NATIONAL PAINTINGS: COL. TRUMBULL'S 'THE DECLARATION...' by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK THE TREASURES OF THE DEEP by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS HYMN OF TRUST by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 48 by OMAR KHAYYAM SPRING [IN WAR-TIME] by HENRY TIMROD |