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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMN, by FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: I hear a voice low in the sunset woods
Last Line: Summer's bright wings shining ere they are furl'd.
Alternate Author Name(s): Butler, Frances Anne; Kemble, Fanny
First Line: I hear a voice low in the sunset woods
Last Line: Summer's bright wings shining ere they are furl'd.
Alternate Author Name(s): Butler, Frances Anne; Kemble, Fanny
I hear a voice low in the sunset woods:
Listen; it says "Decay, decay, decay:"
I hear it in the murmuring of the floods,
And the wind sighs it as it flies away.
Autumn is come; seest thou not in the skies
The stormy light of his fierce lurid eyes?
Autumn is come; his brazen feet have trod,
Withering and scorching, o'er the mossy sod.
The fainting year sees her fresh flowery wreath
Shrivel in his hot grasp; his burning breath
Dries the sweet water-springs that in the shade
Wandering along, delicious music made.
A flood of glory hangs upon the world,
Summer's bright wings shining ere they are furl'd.
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