| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | IV. October | | By Paul Hamilton Hayne (18301886) |
| | | THE PASSIONATE summer s dead!the sky s aglow | |
| With roseate flushes of matured desire, | |
| The winds at eve are musical, and low | |
| As sweeping chords of a lamenting lyre, | |
| Far up among the pillared clouds of fire, | 5 |
| Whose pomp of strange procession upwards rolls | |
| With gorgeous blazonry of pictured scrolls, | |
| To celebrate the summers past renown; | |
| Ah me! How regally the heavens look down | |
| Oershadowing beautiful autumnal woods, | 10 |
| And harvest-fields with hoarded increase brown, | |
| And deep-toned majesty of golden floods, | |
| That lift their solemn dirges to the sky, | |
| To swell the purple pomp that floateth by. | | | | |
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