Arthur Hugh Clough (Артур Хью Клаф)

A Song of Autumn

My wind is turned to bitter north,
That was so soft a south before;
My sky, that shone so sunny bright,
With foggy gloom is clouded o’er
My gay green leaves are yellow-black,
Upon the dank autumnal floor;
For love, departed once, comes back
No more again, no more.
A roofless ruin lies my home,
For winds to blow and rains to pour;
One frosty night befell, and lo,
I find my summer days are o’er:
The heart bereaved, of why and how
Unknowing, knows that yet before
It had what e’en to Memory now
Returns no more, no more.

1. O Thou of Llittle Faith
2. Easter Day II
3. Currente Calamo
4. An Evening Walk in Spring
5. Shadow and Light

Adam Gordon (Адам Гордон) A Song of Autumn ("WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad")

Тема стихотворения (Poem Theme): Autumn (Осень)

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