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Poem by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman


November


Oh! who is there of us that has not felt
The sad decadence of the failing year,
And marked the lesson still with grief and fear
Writ in the rolled leaf and widely dealt?
When now no longer burns yon woodland belt
Bright with disease; no tree in glowing death
Leans forth a cheek of flame to fade and melt
In the warm current of the west wind's breath;
Nor yet through low blue mist on slope and plain
Droops the red sunlight in a dream of day;
But from that lull the winds of change have burst
And dashed the drowsy leaf with shattering rain,
And swung the groves, and roared, and wreaked their worst
Till all the world is harsh and cold and gray.



Frederick Goddard Tuckerman


Frederick Goddard Tuckerman's other poems:
  1. First Series. 13. As one who walks and weeps by alien brine
  2. First Series. 5. And so the day drops by, the horizon draws
  3. First Series. 8. As when down some broad river dropping, we
  4. Third Series. 4. Thin little leaves of wood fern, ribbed and toothed
  5. Second Series. 16. Under the mountain, as when first I knew


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • John Clare November ("The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon")
  • Hartley Coleridge November ("THE mellow year is hasting to its close")
  • Robert Binyon November ("Together we laughed and talked in the warm--lit room")
  • William Cartwright November ("Thou Sun that shed'st the Dayes, looke downe and see")
  • William Bryant November ("Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun!")
  • John Payne November ("THE tale of wake is told; the stage is bare")
  • Duncan Scott November ("Above the lifeless pools the mist films swim")

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