. Springtime, and other verses. Then comes to us a scent most sweet—An earthy perfume, pure of tone,Sweeter far than hay swiftly comes our Summer is here, and gone within an hour,Leaving sweet fragrance clean and clear the balmy air. 10 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES tE d^ctober HE sumach flaunts its leaves of red; It does not seem that they are Autumn winds will bring them down,Soon to molder on the ground. The fields are brown; the corn in shocksInvites the hungry quail in is resting. A dreamy hazeHangs over the cool October days. T
. Springtime, and other verses. Then comes to us a scent most sweet—An earthy perfume, pure of tone,Sweeter far than hay swiftly comes our Summer is here, and gone within an hour,Leaving sweet fragrance clean and clear the balmy air. 10 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES tE d^ctober HE sumach flaunts its leaves of red; It does not seem that they are Autumn winds will bring them down,Soon to molder on the ground. The fields are brown; the corn in shocksInvites the hungry quail in is resting. A dreamy hazeHangs over the cool October days. The feeble chirp of insect lifeSounds sad and lonely. The air is rifeWith hunting-trail in the distance calling;On deep leaves the ripened nuts are falling. The red, old-gold and yellow leaves,The waving woof that Autumn weaves,The frosty morn, the soft noon sun,The cooling air when day is done. Red vines cover the old rail-fence;The air is filled with woodsy silky milkweed sails dreamy, hazy, October 11 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES 1® inter ^#^LD Boreas, with his frosty locks,w^ Twixt tempest-stirring equinox,Has come again with blighting hand,To shroud in frosty robes the land. Each little wayside bush and in gowns so thin, they need,Besides the filmy, frosty ones for the Winter night. The waving branches of trees so arms outstretched in mad and twirl in the night-winds t were in pain the branches creak. Moon-shadows quiver on the glistening the branches above wave to and froTo the rhythm of tempestuous nights so the wailing cry of a fretful child. T is now the home affection truly glows. When without the frosted pane more dreary grows The short and darkening day. Draw near the is home the place where love dwells—Heaven on earth!
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