RED OCTOBER
Red October, and the slow leaf sailing;All the maples flaring scarlet splendor,All the dogwoods glowing crimson glory,All the oak-leaves bronze, the beech-leaves golden:Blue, ah blue! the reaches of the river,Blue the sky above the russet mountain,Blue the creek among the tawny marshes,Blue the tart wild-grape beside the hill-road:At our feet the burnished chestnut shining;Scent of autumn, and the brown leaves’ rustle;Cloudy clematis among the brambles,Orange bittersweet along the wayside.Days too-perfect, priceless for their passing,Colored with the light of evanescence,Fragrant with the breath of frailest beauty—Days ineffable of red October!
Red October, and the slow leaf sailing;All the maples flaring scarlet splendor,All the dogwoods glowing crimson glory,All the oak-leaves bronze, the beech-leaves golden:Blue, ah blue! the reaches of the river,Blue the sky above the russet mountain,Blue the creek among the tawny marshes,Blue the tart wild-grape beside the hill-road:At our feet the burnished chestnut shining;Scent of autumn, and the brown leaves’ rustle;Cloudy clematis among the brambles,Orange bittersweet along the wayside.Days too-perfect, priceless for their passing,Colored with the light of evanescence,Fragrant with the breath of frailest beauty—Days ineffable of red October!
Red October, and the slow leaf sailing;All the maples flaring scarlet splendor,All the dogwoods glowing crimson glory,All the oak-leaves bronze, the beech-leaves golden:
Red October, and the slow leaf sailing;
All the maples flaring scarlet splendor,
All the dogwoods glowing crimson glory,
All the oak-leaves bronze, the beech-leaves golden:
Blue, ah blue! the reaches of the river,Blue the sky above the russet mountain,Blue the creek among the tawny marshes,Blue the tart wild-grape beside the hill-road:
Blue, ah blue! the reaches of the river,
Blue the sky above the russet mountain,
Blue the creek among the tawny marshes,
Blue the tart wild-grape beside the hill-road:
At our feet the burnished chestnut shining;Scent of autumn, and the brown leaves’ rustle;Cloudy clematis among the brambles,Orange bittersweet along the wayside.
At our feet the burnished chestnut shining;
Scent of autumn, and the brown leaves’ rustle;
Cloudy clematis among the brambles,
Orange bittersweet along the wayside.
Days too-perfect, priceless for their passing,Colored with the light of evanescence,Fragrant with the breath of frailest beauty—Days ineffable of red October!
Days too-perfect, priceless for their passing,
Colored with the light of evanescence,
Fragrant with the breath of frailest beauty—
Days ineffable of red October!