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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566979" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>October Musings, 1866</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silent, grave, subdued, and sober,<br>Month beloved, my own October!<br>Resting in thy peaceful arms,<br>Seeing not, I feel thy charms-<br>Feel upon my withered cheek<br>Thy gentle breath, thy whispers meek;<br>Tell of Autumn's latest sheaves,<br>Songless woods, and falling leaves-<br>Nature's floral wreath despoiled;<br>Hueless, scentless, matted, soiled,<br>Fall her tresses thin and gray,<br>Bending to October's sway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Summer sun with thirsty beams<br>Drinking dry the pools and streams:<br>Where thy fervid glories now,<br>The burning splendours of thy brow?<br>Veiled effulgence now is thine,<br>Tender radiance, half divine;<br>This dreamy quiet, this stilly calm,<br>Sheds around a soothing balm.<br>Hushed beneath the influence mild,<br>My soul is like a weanèd child-<br>Weaned from earth's low cares and joys,<br>Vain pursuits, and worthless toys.<br>Life's short race is nearly run,<br>And the goal will soon be won;<br>Still I bear in heart and mind<br>The wants and sufferings of my kind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sad, yet sweet, to moralise<br>'Neath October's solemn skies,<br>When the finger of decay<br>Points the year's declining day;<br>Like the hand upon the wall,<br>'Born to die,' inscribes on all:<br>Flowers decayed and earth defiled,<br>Where of late they bloomed and smiled;<br>Fields and wood's dim, bare, and gray,<br>In every aspect of decay,<br>Tell me that I too must die-<br>In cold decay and darkness lie,<br>Till He, whose name I love and trust,<br>Shall wake to life my sleeping dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Janet+Hamilton">Janet Hamilton</a><div class=q>
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Month beloved, my own October!
Resting in thy peaceful arms,
Seeing not, I feel thy charms-
Feel upon my withered cheek
Thy gentle breath, thy whispers meek;
Tell of Autumn's latest sheaves,
Songless woods, and f..."></div>
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