<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416499" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dream Of Autumn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mellow hazes, lowly trailing<br>Over wood and meadow, veiling<br>Somber skies, with wildfowl sailing<br>Sailor-like to foreign lands;<br>And the north-wind overleaping<br>Summer's brink, and floodlike sweeping<br>Wrecks of roses where the weeping<br>Willows wring their helpless hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flared, like Titan torches flinging<br>Flakes of flame and embers, springing<br>From the vale the trees stand swinging<br>In the moaning atmosphere;<br>While in dead'ning-lands the lowing<br>Of the cattle, sadder growing,<br>Fills the sense to overflowing<br>With the sorrow of the year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sorrowfully, yet the sweeter<br>Sings the brook in rippled meter<br>Under boughs that lithely teeter<br>Lorn birds, answering from the shores<br>Through the viny, shady-shiny<br>Interspaces, shot with tiny<br>Flying motes that fleck the winy<br>Wave-engraven sycamores.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fields of ragged stubble, wrangled<br>With rank weeds, and shocks of tangled<br>Corn, with crests like rent plumes dangled<br>Over Harvest's battle-piain;<br>And the sudden whir and whistle<br>Of the quail that, like a missile,<br>Whizzes over thorn and thistle,<br>And, a missile, drops again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Muffled voices, hid in thickets<br>Where the redbird stops to stick its<br>Ruddy beak betwixt the pickets<br>Of the truant's rustic trap;<br>And the sound of laughter ringing<br>Where, within the wild-vine swinging,<br>Climb Bacchante's schoolmates, flinging<br>Purple clusters in her lap.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rich as wine, the sunset flashes<br>Round the tilted world, and dashes<br>Up the sloping west and splashes<br>Red foam over sky and sea--<br>Till my dream of Autumn, paling<br>In the splendor all-prevailing,<br>Like a sallow leaf goes sailing<br>Down the silence solemnly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416499" data-title="A Dream Of Autumn de James Whitcomb Riley" data-description="Mellow hazes, lowly trailing Over wood and meadow, veiling Somber skies, with wildfowl sailing Sailor-like to foreign lands; And the north-wind overleaping Summer's brink, and floodlike sweeping Wrecks of roses where the weeping Willows wring thei..."></div> </div> </div>

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