 | The poetical works of Henry Alford |  |
XVII. AN EVENING IN AUTUMN, NEAR NETHER STOWEY, SOMERSET.
How soothing is that sound of far-off wheelsUnder the golden sheen of the harvest moon!
In the shade-chequered road it half reveals
A homeward-wending group, with hearts in tune
To thankful merriment;—father and boy,
And maiden with her gleanings on her head;
And the last waggon's rumble heard with joy
In the kitchen with the ending-supper spread.
But while I listening stand, the sound hath ceased,
And hark, from many voices lustily
The harvest home, the prelude to the feast,
In measured bursts is pealing loud and high;
Soon all is still again beneath the bright
Full moon, that guides me home this autumn night.
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