Alfred Austin

(30 May 1835 – 2 June 1913 / Headingley)

Give Me October's Meditative Haze - Poem by Alfred Austin

Give me October's meditative haze,
Its gossamer mornings, dewy-wimpled eves,
Dewy and fragrant, fragrant and secure,
The long slow sound of farmward-wending wains,
When homely Love sups quiet 'mid his sheaves,
Sups 'mid his sheaves, his sickle at his side,
And all is peace, peace and plump fruitfulness.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010



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