Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SEASON, by THOMAS HOOD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Summer's gone and over! Last Line: Sure will pinch us worse! Subject(s): Summer | ||||||||
SUMMER'S gone and over! Fogs are falling down; And with russet tinges Autumn's doing brown. Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves, And the Book of Nature Getteth short of leaves. Round the tops of houses, Swallows, as they flit, Give, like yearly tenants, Notices to quit. Skies, of fickle temper, Weep by turns, and laugh -- Night and Day together Taking half-and-half. So September endeth -- Cold, and most perverse -- But the month that follows, Sure will pinch us worse! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADVANCE OF SUMMER by MARY KINZIE THE SUMMER IMAGE by LEONIE ADAMS CANOEBIAL BLISS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE END OF SUMMER by HENRY MEADE BLAND THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SONNET: 14. APPROACH OF SUMMER by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES JULY IN WASHINGTON by ROBERT LOWELL ODE TO THE END OF SUMMER by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY |
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