Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMNAL ODE, by FRANCIS FAWKES First Line: Ere yet the russet foliage fall Last Line: "this season's sober calm for blandishing repose." Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall | ||||||||
"Ere yet the russet foliage fall I'll climb the mountain's brow, My friend, my Hayman, at thy call, To view the scene below: How sweetly pleasing to behold Forests of vegetable gold! How mixed the many-chequered shades between The tawny mellowing hue, and the gay, vivid green! How splendid all the sky! how still! How mild the dying gale! How soft the whispers of the rill That winds along the dale! So tranquil Nature's works appear, It seems the Sabbath of the year; As if, the Summer's labour past, she chose This season's sober calm for blandishing repose." | 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 NOSEGAY FOR LAURA, JULY 1745 by FRANCIS FAWKES AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF DOBBIN, THE BUTTERWOMAN'S HORSE by FRANCIS FAWKES |
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