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I sigh at the dreadful decree , My minstrelsy Pity implores , As well might the Muse for the sea Fix bounds for its stretch on the shores ; 'Tis done 1 and the covey must bleed , The plume of the stubble must fall ; In silence I shrink from the deed , Since Pity is deaf to my calf .
Though Nature seems prone to decay , The coverts more russet appear , Contracted the length of the clay , Foretokens the fall of the year , Some melloiv-ton'd songster I hear , The wood-lark , the blackbird , and thrush , In concert , Autumnus to cheer ,
The red-wing revisits the bush . Diminish'd in verdure the trees , The ensigns of Autumn succeed , Though chill and unpleasant the breeze At morn and at-eve o ' er the mead , September revolves with delight , A coronet circles his head ,
Emboss'd with those blossoms of white The hops so luxuriously spread :: His mantle the vine leaves compose , A holyhock sceptres his hand , Th' arbutus , and larkspur , and rose Disdain not their charms to expand ; Bloom lupines and sweet-scented peas , The tamarisk modest of hue , The bean clad in scarlet to please , And aconite's prodigal blue :
His reign shall the cricket attend , The green-coated herald of cold ; Does Winter this messenger send , His embassy drear to unfold ? But why , plaintive insect , thus pine ? What Fate hath ordain'd thee to weep , That querulous notes ever thine Deny the refreshment of sleep ?
And thou , on the wings of dull sound , That seems the sad knell of the day , O say , on what circumstance bound Agility hastens thy way ? Why thus , giant beetle , dost roam , ¦ In ebony panoply drest ? By war art thou urg'd for thy home ,
Or art thou by enemies prest ? ' Come , Delia , thou elegant maid , As soft and serene as the day , The gardens of Saffrar pervade , Or those of Pomona survey : I'll pluck thee choice fruit from the tree , Eacli garden her tribute shall pour , The woodlands re-echo for thee , The hazel surrender her store .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
September *.
I sigh at the dreadful decree , My minstrelsy Pity implores , As well might the Muse for the sea Fix bounds for its stretch on the shores ; 'Tis done 1 and the covey must bleed , The plume of the stubble must fall ; In silence I shrink from the deed , Since Pity is deaf to my calf .
Though Nature seems prone to decay , The coverts more russet appear , Contracted the length of the clay , Foretokens the fall of the year , Some melloiv-ton'd songster I hear , The wood-lark , the blackbird , and thrush , In concert , Autumnus to cheer ,
The red-wing revisits the bush . Diminish'd in verdure the trees , The ensigns of Autumn succeed , Though chill and unpleasant the breeze At morn and at-eve o ' er the mead , September revolves with delight , A coronet circles his head ,
Emboss'd with those blossoms of white The hops so luxuriously spread :: His mantle the vine leaves compose , A holyhock sceptres his hand , Th' arbutus , and larkspur , and rose Disdain not their charms to expand ; Bloom lupines and sweet-scented peas , The tamarisk modest of hue , The bean clad in scarlet to please , And aconite's prodigal blue :
His reign shall the cricket attend , The green-coated herald of cold ; Does Winter this messenger send , His embassy drear to unfold ? But why , plaintive insect , thus pine ? What Fate hath ordain'd thee to weep , That querulous notes ever thine Deny the refreshment of sleep ?
And thou , on the wings of dull sound , That seems the sad knell of the day , O say , on what circumstance bound Agility hastens thy way ? Why thus , giant beetle , dost roam , ¦ In ebony panoply drest ? By war art thou urg'd for thy home ,
Or art thou by enemies prest ? ' Come , Delia , thou elegant maid , As soft and serene as the day , The gardens of Saffrar pervade , Or those of Pomona survey : I'll pluck thee choice fruit from the tree , Eacli garden her tribute shall pour , The woodlands re-echo for thee , The hazel surrender her store .