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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.

Autumn

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882)

THOU comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,

With banners, by great gales incessant fann’d,

Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand,

And stately oxen harness’d to thy wain;

Thou standest, like imperial Charlemagne,

Upon thy bridge of gold; thy royal hand

Outstretched with benedictions o’er the land,

Blessing the farms through all thy vast domain.

Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended

So long beneath the heaven’s o’erhanging eaves;

Thy steps are by the farmer’s prayers attended;

Like flames upon an altar shine the sheaves;

And, following thee, in thy ovation splendid,

Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves!