Poems (Stephens)/Autumn
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For works with similar titles, see Autumn.
AUTUMN.
Wild Asters bloom beside the road,
With Golden Rod the pasture's gay,
And leaves are brightening on the the trees
As Autumn winds begin their away.
With Golden Rod the pasture's gay,
And leaves are brightening on the the trees
As Autumn winds begin their away.
The Thistle's down floats on the air
Like little fairies clothed in white,
While cricket's chirp amid the glass,
And buds are southward taking flight.
Like little fairies clothed in white,
While cricket's chirp amid the glass,
And buds are southward taking flight.
No brilliant butterflies are seen,
They vanished with the summer's heat,
But bees are humming all around
And gathering their stores of sweet.
They vanished with the summer's heat,
But bees are humming all around
And gathering their stores of sweet.
The fruit is dropping from the boughs,
And fields of coin all ripened stand,
And nuts are scattered on the ground
For troops of children near at hand.
And fields of coin all ripened stand,
And nuts are scattered on the ground
For troops of children near at hand.
The woods a darker shadow cast
And they no more resound with song,
The evening air is damp and chill,
And Katy-Dids their cries prolong.
And they no more resound with song,
The evening air is damp and chill,
And Katy-Dids their cries prolong.
And so wo gather 'round the fire
And watch the embers fade and glow,
And meditate on days to come
When earth is wrapt in ice and snow.
And watch the embers fade and glow,
And meditate on days to come
When earth is wrapt in ice and snow.