October

by Florence Earle Coates

October (Coates version) Sweet are the woodland notes That gush melodious at morn from palpitating throats, In anthems fresh as dew! Ay, they are sweet! ⁠⁠But from that dim retreat Where Evening muses through the pensive hours, ⁠⁠There sometimes floats along ⁠⁠A more appealing song. So, love, thy voice breathes a diviner music in the chill ⁠Of autumn, when the glen is still ⁠And Flora's gold all tarnished on the hill, Than in the time when merry May calls forth her bashful flowers.

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Published January 1, 2019

About the author

Florence Van Leer Earle Nicholson Coates (July 1, 1850 – April 6, 1927) was an American poet.

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