Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AN AUTUMN EVENING, by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER


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AN AUTUMN EVENING, by                    
First Line: The world seems smaller grown; one's view around
Last Line: And where, ere morn, may come the strange death-call.


The world seems smaller grown; one's view around
Has not the reaches that it had by day,
When shone the sun which clearly did portray
The true outline of things. Save for the sound
Of distant wheels upon the frozen ground;
Or that of boys who linger late at play;
Or cold night winds that blow from yonder bay—
All's silent here:—o'erhead is God's profound.

How kind thy call to rest! Out through the trees
Home-lights flare forth; inside are families—
Their day's work done—within the ingle's glow;
But there are those who dread the soft night-fall,
Who vigils keep where lights burn dim and low,
And where, ere morn, may come the strange death-call.





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