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Poem by Walter Savage Landor
Autumn
MILD is the parting year, and sweet
The odour of the falling spray;
Life passes on more rudely fleet,
And balmless is its closing day.
I wait its close, I court its gloom,
But mourn that never must there fall
Or on my breast or on my tomb
The tear that would have soothed it all.
Walter Savage Landor
Poem Theme: Autumn
Walter Savage Landor's other poems:- With Rosy Hand a Little Girl Prest Down
- Dirce
- Child of a Day
- Of Clementina
- Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Samuel Johnson Autumn ("Alas! with swift and silent pace") John Clare Autumn ("The thistledown's flying, though the winds are all still") William Morris Autumn ("Laden Autumn here I stand") Anna Barbauld Autumn ("Farewell the softer hours, Spring's opening blush") Philip Bailey Autumn ("Tis Autumn--and the winds are high") Francis Ledwidge Autumn ("Now leafy winds are blowing cold") Thomas Nashe Autumn ("Autumn hath all the summer's fruitful treasure") Alexander Posey Autumn ("IN the dreamy silence") Lydia Sigourney Autumn ("Tree! why hast thou doffed thy mantle of green") William Watson Autumn ("Thou burden of all songs the earth hath sung") Ada Cambridge (Cross) Autumn ("So still—so still! Only the endless sighing") Alice Bartlett Autumn ("The blaze of autumn scorches now the hill") Emily Dickinson Autumn ("The morns are meeker than they were") Alice Cary Autumn ("Shorter and shorter now the twilight clips") Christopher Brennan Autumn ("Autumn: the year breathes dully towards its death")
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