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Robert Frost ~ October

 
 
Rae
 
Reply Sun 6 Oct, 2002 10:52 am
October

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be

wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October

morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being

beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One

from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For

the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be

lost--
For the grapes' sake along the wall.
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Tommy
 
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Reply Thu 17 Oct, 2002 01:02 pm
"October winds

lament around the Castle of Dromore,
But Peace is in her Loft Halls, my dearest treasure Asthore;
Though Autumn leaves

may droop and die
A bud of Spring are you....."
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Tommy
 
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Reply Thu 17 Oct, 2002 01:03 pm
"October winds

lament around the Castle of Dromore,
But Peace is in her Lofty Halls, my dearest treasure Asthore;
Though Autumn leaves

may droop and die
A bud of Spring are you....."
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