Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WRITTEN IN AUTUMN, by MARY TIGHE



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WRITTEN IN AUTUMN, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: O autumn! How I love thy pensive air
Last Line: Throbs with vain pangs, here will I love to rest.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blachford, Mary
Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall


O Autumn! how I love thy pensive air,
Thy yellow garb, thy visage sad and dun!
When from the misty east the laboring Sun
Bursts through thy fogs, that gathering round him, dare
Obscure his beams, which, though enfeebled, dart
On the cold, dewy plains a luster bright:
But chief, the sounds of thy reft woods delight;
Their deep, low murmurs to my soul impart
A solemn stillness, while they seem to speak
Of Spring, of Summer now for ever past,
Of drear, approaching Winter, and the blast
Which shall ere long their soothing quiet break:
Here, when for faded joys my heaving breast
Throbs with vain pangs, here will I love to rest.





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