John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Autumn Gold - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Death in the house, and the golden-rod
A-bloom in the field!
O blossom, how, from the lifeless clod,
When the fires are out and the ashes cold,
Doth a vein that the miners know not, yield
Such wealth of gold?

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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