WITHIN the deep-blue eyes of Heaven a haze
Of saddened passion dims their tender light,
For that her fair queen-child, the Summer bright,
Lies a wan corse amidst her mouldering bays:
The sullen Autumn lifts no voice of praise
To herald Winter s cold and cruel might,
But winds foreboding fill the desolate night,
And die at dawning down wild woodland ways:
The sovereign sun at noonday smileth cold
As though a shroud he hath no power to part,
While huddled flocks crouch listless round their fold;
The mock-bird’s dumb, no more with cheerful dart
Upsoars the lark through morning’s quivering gold,
And dumb or dead, methinks, great Nature’s heart!
(Paul Hamilton Hayne)
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