Stand shadowless like Silence, listening
To silence, for no lonely bird would sing
Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn,
Nor lowly hedge nor solitary2 thorn;
Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright
With tangled3 gossamer4 that fell by night,
Pearling his coronet of golden corn.
Where are the songs of Summer? — With the sun,
Opening the dusky eyelids5 of the south,
Till shade and silence waken up as one,
And Morning sings with a warm odorous mouth.
Where are the merry birds? — Away, away,
On panting wings through the inclement6 skies,
Lest owls7 should prey8
Undazzled at noon-day,
And tear with horny beak9 their lustrous10 eyes.
Where are the blooms of Summer? — In the west,
Blushing their last to the last sunny hours.
When the mild Eve by sudden Night is prest
Like tearful Proserpine, snatch’d from her flow’rs
To a most gloomy breast.
Where is the pride of Summer — the green prime —
The many, many leaves all twinkling? — Three
On the moss’d elm; three on the naked lime
Trembling — and one upon the old oak tree!
Where is the Dryad’s immortality11? —
Gone into mournful cypress12 and dark yew13,
Or wearing the long gloomy Winter through
In the smooth holly’s green eternity14.
The squirrel gloats on his accomplish’d hoard15,
The ants have brimm’d their garners16 with ripe grain,
And honey been save stored
The sweets of summer in their luscious17 cells;
The swallows all have wing’d across the main;
But here the Autumn melancholy18 dwells,
And sighs her tearful spells
Amongst the sunless shadows of the plain.
Alone, alone,
Upon a mossy stone,
She sits and reckons up the dead and gone,
With the last leaves for a love-rosary;
Whilst all the wither’d world looks drearily19,
Like a dim picture of the drown?d past
In the hush’d mind’s mysterious far-away,
Doubtful what ghostly thing will steal the last
Into that distance, gray upon the gray.
O go and sit with her, and be o’ershaded
Under the languid downfall of her hair;
She wears a coronal of flowers faded
Upon her forehead, and a face of care; —
There is enough of wither’d everywhere
To make her bower20 — and enough of gloom;
There is enough of sadness to invite,
If only for the rose that died, whose doom21
Is Beauty’s — she that with the living bloom
Of conscious cheeks most beautifies the light:
There is enough of sorrowing, and quite
Enough of bitter fruits the earth doth bear —
Enough of chilly22 droppings from her bowl;
Enough of fear and shadowy despair,
To frame her cloudy prison for the soul!
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1 misty | |
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