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YOUTH. A SONNET SEQUENCE: OCTOBER by BERNICE LESBIA KENYON

First Line: COME OUT, PLAYFELLOW! DO YOU HEAR ME SING
Last Line: THE SUN TO FLAUNT IN, AND THE VOICE TO CRY!

COME out, Playfellow! Do you hear me sing
And beat against the door? Come out! Come out!
Let us put all the settling leaves to rout,
And breathe out silver frost at everything;
Let us match swiftness with the sea-bird's wing,
And laugh into the sunlight, laugh and shout
That day is up, the great gods are about;
Let our loud calling make the hillsides ring!
What if we know that winter is supreme,
That autumn fades, that all this life must die,—
That in the end our love is only dream,
And sometime in dead brightness all will lie?
We have today, with the whole earth agleam,
The sun to flaunt in, and the voice to cry!



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