<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>By The Annisquam</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Far bell tinkles in the hollow,<br>And heart and soul are fain to follow:<br>Gone is the rose and gone the swallow:<br>Autumn is here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wild geese draw at dusk their harrow<br>Above the 'Squam the ebb leaves narrow:<br>The sea-winds chill you to the marrow:<br>Sad goes the year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among the woods the crows are calling:<br>The acorns and the leaves are falling:<br>At sea the fishing-boats are trawling:<br>Autumn is here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jay among the rocks is screaming,<br>And every way with crimson streaming:<br>Far up the shore the foam is creaming:<br>Sleep fills the Year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chipmunk on the stones is barking;<br>The red leaf every path is marking,<br>Where hills lean to the ocean harking:<br>Autumn is here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fields are starry with the aster,<br>Where Beauty dreams and dim Disaster<br>Draws near through mists that gather faster:<br>Farewell, sweet Year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside the coves driftwood is burning,<br>And far at sea white sails are turning:<br>Each day seems filled with deeper yearning:<br>Autumn is here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Good-bye! good-bye!' the Summer's saying:<br>'Brief was my day as songs of Maying:<br>The time is come for psalms and praying:<br>Good-bye, sweet Year.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brown bend the ferns by rock and boulder;<br>The shore seems greyer; ocean older:<br>The days are misty; nights are colder:<br>Autumn is here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cricket in the grass is crying,<br>And sad winds in the old woods sighing;<br>They seem to say, 'Sweet Summer's dying:<br>Weep for the Year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'She's wreathed her hair with bay and berry,<br>And o'er dark pools, the wild-fowl ferry,<br>Leans dreaming 'neath the wilding cherry:<br>Autumn is here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Good-bye! good-bye to Summer's gladness:<br>To all her beauty, mirth and madness:<br>Come sit with us and dream in sadness:<br>So ends the Year.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Madison+Julius+Cawein">Madison Julius Cawein</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=547731" data-title="By The Annisquam de Madison Julius Cawein" data-description="A Far bell tinkles in the hollow, And heart and soul are fain to follow: Gone is the rose and gone the swallow: Autumn is here. The wild geese draw at dusk their harrow Above the 'Squam the ebb leaves narrow: The sea-winds chill you to the marrow..."></div> </div> </div>

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