Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN AUTUMN WHEN THE WOODS ARE RED, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: And skies are gray and clear Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): Autumn; Walking | ||||||||
In autumn when the woods are red And skies are gray and clear, The sportsmen seek the wild fowls' bed Or follow down the deer; And Cupid hunts by haugh and head, By riverside and mere. I walk, not seeing where I tread And keep my heart with fear. Sir, have an eye, on where you tread And keep your heart with fear, For something lingers here; A touch of April not yet dead, In Autumn when the woods are red And skies are gray and clear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING DAY: WALK by AMY LOWELL WALKING-STICKS AND PAPERWEIGHTS AND WATERMARKS by MARIANNE MOORE I GUIDED THE LONG TRANSHUMANCE OF THE HERD by AIME CESAIRE THE TREES OF MADAME BLAVATSKY by NORMAN DUBIE THREE MEN WALKING, THREE BROWN SILHOUETTES by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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