Herrick, The Gardener-Poet, Confronts Autumn Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

Herrick, The Gardener-Poet, Confronts Autumn



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That scoundrel, Frost, ice petaled curls,
then withered-wizened blooms, once girls;
the Fall nips love with sorrel pain:
my darlings are to die again.

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