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Alice Hunt Bartlett (Элис Хант Бартлетт) Autumn The blaze of autumn scorches now the hill, And many anxious creatures range the brake Concerned, as if they knew they soon must take Their final breath, for autumn winds are chill! The watch-fires flame beside the humming mill, Where trees bend scarlet by a brimming lake And on the edge complains a mournful drake, As if he knew full well Fall comes to kill. The blaze of autumn scorches now the heart, And coming partings seem upon the wind And eyes gaze wistfully that dread to part: The transiency of life afflicts the mind With thought of separation, swift tears start For those who go . . . and those who stay behind. Alice Hunt Bartlett's other poems: Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием): Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1317 |
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