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_IN LATE SEPTEMBER_ Among the hardy marigolds The spicy gillyflower unfolds, And in the elm a catbird scolds With saucy, outspread wings; To mellow sweets the pippins speed, The sunflower disks are brown with seed, And round about them finches feed In clinging, yellow rings. SYLVESTER LAND AMONG THE HARDY MARIGOLDS THE SPICY GILLIFLOWER UNFOLDS AND IN THE ELM A CATBIRD SCOLDS WITH SAUCY OUTSPREAD WINGS TO MELLOW SWEETS THE PIPPINS SPEED THE SUNFLOWER DISKS ARE BROWN WITH SEED AND ROUND ABOUT THEM FINCHES FEET IN CLINGING YELLOW RINGS
t, As down the rocks in ceaseless streams The limpid cascades poured, and still The slumberous light in yellow beams Bathed the green hemlock boughs,—until I seemed to lose all waking will, And all my soul was lulled to dreams; Wherethrough there floated, drowsy-wise, Bright glints of bird-wings, gracious gleams Of tender, sunlit summer skies, And fleet, sweet visions of the rare Deep, shadowy hearts the forests bear. _FOREBODING_ The scarlet briars trailed across The grave I journeyed far to see; Upon the stone, half hid in moss, “Prepare for death, and follow me.” The birds flew southward down the sky; Upon a golden linden tree The leaves that fluttered seemed to sigh, “Prepare for death, and follow me.” My father’s father slept below So dreamless deep and silently, I spelled the message soft and slow, “Prepare for death, and follow me.” —Ah me! ’twas years ago the birds Fled swift o’er that far golden tree; And wherefore now come back these words, “Prepare for death, and follow me”?  IN LATE SEPTEMBER BY EVELING STEIN READ FOR LIVER VOXTA ORG BY
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