Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN AUTUMN TRINKET, by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN Poet's Biography First Line: Why does she burn Last Line: Fade from our eyes, and perish, perish, perish! Alternate Author Name(s): Brown, T. E. Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall | ||||||||
WHY does she burn These colours on my soul -- where'er I turn, Splashes of flame and pyramids of fire That fill me with insatiate desire, Making me yearn For that which, with its own intensity Death-poisoned, hastens not to be? Even so, even so It is -- the brightest and the dearest go: The thrift of our great Mother calling back Her forces, that the Spring may have no lack Of customed show. Not less to us the things that most we cherish Fade from our eyes, and perish, perish, perish! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR AUTUMN by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN AN AUTUMN JOY by GEORGE ARNOLD A LEAF FALLS by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD A LETTER IN OCTOBER by TED KOOSER AUTUMN EVENING by DAVID LEHMAN EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV A SERMON AT CLEVEDON; GOOD FRIDAY by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |
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