Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OCTOBER, by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath Last Line: Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass. Subject(s): October | ||||||||
AY, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief And the year smiles as it draws near its death. Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away. In such a bright, late quiet, would that I Might wear out life like thee, 'mid bowers and brooks And dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks, And music of kind voices ever nigh; And when my last sand twinkled in the glass, Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FACING INTO IT; FOR LARRY LEVIS by ELEANOR WILNER A VAGABOND SONG by BLISS CARMAN THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: OCTOBER by EDMUND SPENSER LATE AUTUMN by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM OCTOBER by MARIE DAVIES WARREN BECKNER OCTOER WOODS by EMMA INGOLD BOST NORTH WIND IN OCTOBER by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES A FOREST HYMN by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |
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