Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NOVEMBER, by JOSEPH FENNER FRY



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NOVEMBER, by                    
First Line: With a dull moan and hollow-sounding cry
Last Line: I find familiar places all so strange.
Subject(s): November; Solitude; Loneliness


With a dull moan and hollow-sounding cry,
Lamenting on the leafless summit's height
In the winter's sad and melancholy light,
November's chill, disheveling gales blow by.
Dark clouds go racing in the somber sky
Like ponderous steeds apace with mad affright,
Borne onward flinging in tempestuous flight
Their grey manes on the wind that drives them high.
No tuneful bird cheers now the pierced, bleak woods,
Or warbles gayly by the leaf-choked brook
That hushes in the silent awe of change,
For all is desolate; the solitudes
Are dreary. Here about me as I look
I find familiar places all so strange.





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