Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PENNSYLVANIA AUTUMN, by ELEANOR GARTLEY MAXWELL First Line: Gladly the sunshine rests its golden light Last Line: What glorious wealth the yellow sun imparts! Subject(s): Autumn; Nature; Seasons; Sun; Fall | ||||||||
Gladly the sunshine rests its golden light Upon the green hills of my native place, Casting rich glory over vale and height, Sifting through leaves in patterns of orange lace; And as the autumn's setting sun sinks lower, Rounding each tree with flaming scarlet line, Filling the vales, as goblets, more and more With violet light, like ruddy purple wine: There, when the sun's a ball of rosy rust Ready to roll behind the western hill It tints each stream and gilds the very dust, Draping its soft caress on every rill; To hills warmed with the love of "Keystone" hearts What glorious wealth the yellow sun imparts! | 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 NO MATTER WHAT, AFTER ALL, AND THAT BEAUTIFUL WORD SO by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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