O autumn winds, with voices far away, I hear you singing on the leafless hills, And all my heart with jubilation thrills! You bring to me no message of dismay, No tender sorrow for the year's decay; Rather you sing of giant trees that cast Their leaves aside to grapple with the blast, Strong and exultant for the stormy fray! Hearing your music, glad and wild and pure, Sounding through night's cool, starlit spaces wide, I grow aweary of earth's paltry lure! Oh, like the trees, I too would cast aside The fading leaves of pleasure and of pride, And stand forth free to struggle and endure! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KING OF SPAIN by MAXWELL BODENHEIM TYRANNICK [TYRANNIC] LOVE: EPILOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN MORAL ESSAYS: EPISTLE 4. TO RICHARD BOYLE, EARL BURLINGTON by ALEXANDER POPE SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 45 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE COW by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A GENTLE ECHO ON WOMAN (IN THE DORIC MANNER) by JONATHAN SWIFT |