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Poem by George Arnold


September


Sweet is the voice that calls
From babbling waterfalls
In meadows where the downy seeds are flying;
And soft the breezes blow
And eddying come and go
In faded gardens where the rose is dying.

Among the stubbled corn
The blithe quail pipes at morn,
The merry partridge drums in hidden places,
And glittering insects gleam
Above the reedy stream
Where busy spiders spin their filmy laces.

At eve, cool shadows fall
Across the garden wall,
And on the clustered grapes to purple turning,
And pearly vapors lie
Along the eastern sky
Where the broad harvest-moon is redly burning.

Ah, soon on field and hill
The winds shall whistle chill,
And patriarch swallows call their flocks together
To fly from frost and snow,
And seek for lands where blow
The fairer blossoms of a balmier weather.

The pollen-dusted bees
Search for the honey-lees
That linger in the last flowers of September,
While plaintive mourning doves
Coo sadly to their loves
Of the dead summer they so well remember.

The cricket chirps all day,
"O, fairest summer, stay!"
The squirrel eyes askance the chestnuts browning;
The wild-fowl fly afar
Above the foamy bar
And hasten southward ere the skies are frowning.

Now comes a fragrant breeze
Through the dark cedar-trees
And round about my temples fondly lingers,
In gentle playfulness
Like to the soft caress
Bestowed in happier days by loving fingers.

Yet, though a sense of grief
Comes with the falling leaf,
And memory makes the summer doubly pleasant,
In all my autumn dreams
A future summer gleams
Passing the fairest glories of the present!



George Arnold

Poem Theme: September

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Hartley Coleridge September ("THE dark green Summer, with its massive hues")
  • Thomas Tusser September ("Thresh seed and go fan, for the plow may not lie")
  • Madison Cawein September ("The bubbled blue of morning-glory spires")
  • Archibald Lampman September ("Now hath the summer reached her golden close")
  • John Payne September ("HOW is the world of Summer's splendours shorn!")
  • Hilaire Belloc September ("I, from a window where the Meuse is wide")
  • Lucy Montgomery September ("Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days")

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