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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508016" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>North Wind in October</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the golden glade the chestnuts are fallen all;<br>From the sered boughs of the oak the acorns fall:<br>The beech scatters her ruddy fire;<br>The lime hath stripped to the cold,<br>And standeth naked above her yellow attire:<br>The larch thinneth her spire<br>To lay the ways of the wood with cloth of gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the golden-green and white Of the brake the fir-trees stand upright<br>In the forest of flame, and wave aloft<br>To the blue of heaven their blue-green tuftings soft.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But swiftly in shuddering gloom the splendours fail,<br>As the harrying North-wind beareth<br>A cloud of skirmishing hail<br>The grieved woodland to smite:<br>In a hurricane through the trees he teareth,<br>Raking the boughs and the leaves rending,<br>And whistleth to the descending<br>Blows of his icy flail.<br>Gold and snow he mixeth in spite,<br>And whirleth afar; as away on his winnowing flight<br>He passeth, and all again for ahile is bright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Seymour+Bridges">Robert Seymour Bridges</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=508016" data-title="North Wind in October de Robert Seymour Bridges" data-description="In the golden glade the chestnuts are fallen all; From the sered boughs of the oak the acorns fall: The beech scatters her ruddy fire; The lime hath stripped to the cold, And standeth naked above her yellow attire: The larch thinneth her spire To ..."></div> </div> </div>
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