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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VESTAL, by GLADYS VERVILLE DEANE First Line: Child of november, you were born to death Last Line: See, child, there is no fear when flame's within. Subject(s): Autumn; Death; Dusk; Seasons; Fall; Dead, The | |||
Child of November, you were born to death: Dull, heavy skies mourning the autumn's flame, Wan, spectral trees begging with every breath For shrouds of snow to shield the rattling frame. The withered glories like a tattered shawl Cling to the house and fray upon each breeze. Dusk lengthens shadows earlier on the wall. Shall you resign to contemplating these? Run, child, and lay a fire upon the stone. Hear how it crackles! How the windows glow! You cannot see the drab, nor hear one moan. And light's reflected on the spectral row. Though outer whisperings of death begin, See, child, there is no fear when flame's within. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY |
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