By thy wave I linger,
Silent stream!
Autumn’s golden finger
Paints thy dream.
From the beeches falling
Down thy face,
Summer, past recalling,
Drifts apace.
Only mists rise stilly;
A sad peace I
Dank earth yields no lily;
Roses cease.
Here, where I sank lazy
Deep in grass,
No surviving daisy
Tells what was,–
Kingcup blaze of meadow,
Cuckoo-call.
Is it all a shadow
I recall?
Yet when down these reaches
Swept with cold,
Scarce the wintry beeches
Durst be bold.
Windy magic struck us,
March’s rod;
Like sun-beams the crocus
Burst the sod.
And when April after
Showered the ground,
Daffodils in laughter
Danced around.
Oh! the crimson story,–
White and red
May-blossoms in glory
Too soon shed!
Scarcely May-time closes,
Burning June
Brings me her musk roses
And her moon.
Blue skies to embolden,
Hot July
Amid cornfields golden
Oped an eye.
Last, for fancy’s yearning
Thought to save,
Her frail poppy burning
August gave.
Spring-time’s lovely story,
Summer’s dream!
Where is gone the glory?
Silent stream!
Calm thy current flowing
Ripples on,
Pang nor memory showing
For what’s gone.
Canst thou unregretful
Silent glide,
For no loved flower fretful,-
Flowers that die?
For no sweet bird caring
Birds that sang
Lost musicians, faring
With no pang?
Memory’s sunken anchor,
Yearns my heart
Rusts and rusts to hanker,
Grieves to part.
Thou the present only,
Car’st to glass,
Feel’st nor reft nor lonely
For what was.
Art thou, solemn river,
Lethe’s stream,
That there comes no shiver
O’er thy dream?
Autumn melancholy
Mourns with me
Summer’s spendthrift folly,
Spring-time’s glee.
Gorgeous, trustful, tender
Autumn sighs,
Grieving to surrender
Pomp that dies.
Gone are all the glories.
Autumn, speak!
Where for what no more is
Shall we seek?
Now in falling splendour
Every leaf
Fills the heart with tender,
Wistful grief.
Now with mists September
Mournful is,
Sadly to remember
July’s kiss.
Soon October stormy
Shall with rain
Through the bare trees o’er
Weep again,
And November chilly
Brown leaves heap
For the dead year’s stilly
Winter sleep.
(Manmohan Ghose)
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