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Hartley Coleridge (Хартли Кольридж)


September


THE dark green Summer, with its massive hues,
Fades into Autumn's tincture manifold.
A gorgeous garniture of fire and gold
The high slope of the ferny hill indues.
The mists of morn in slumbering layers diffuse
O'er glimmering rock, smooth lake, and spiked array
Of hedge-row thorns, a unity of grey.
All things appear their tangible form to lose
In ghostly vastness. But anon the gloom
Melts, as the Sun puts off his muddy veil;
And now the birds their twittering songs resume,
All Summer silent in the leafy dale.
In Spring they piped of love on every tree,
But now they sing the song of memory. 



Hartley Coleridge's other poems:
  1. Lines——
  2. To a Deaf and Dumb Little Girl
  3. Sonnet
  4. Address To Certain Golfishes
  5. How Long I Sailed


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Thomas Tusser (Томас Тассер) September ("Thresh seed and go fan, for the plow may not lie")
  • John Payne (Джон Пейн) September ("HOW is the world of Summer's splendours shorn!")
  • Hilaire Belloc (Хилар Беллок) September ("I, from a window where the Meuse is wide")
  • Lucy Montgomery (Люси Монтгомери) September ("Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days")
  • George Arnold (Джордж Арнольд) September ("Sweet is the voice that calls")

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