Songs of the Cavaliers and Roundheads Jacobite Ballads, &c. &c. By George W. Thornbury ... with illustrations by H. S. Marks |
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AN OCTOBER FRUIT PIECE. |
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AN OCTOBER FRUIT PIECE.
Look at the gold fruit hung
Where the robin pruned, carolled, and sung;
Red through the green
Shows the nectarine.
Long has the damson swung,
To its heart the hornet has clung,—
The knell of the year is rung.
Where the robin pruned, carolled, and sung;
Red through the green
Shows the nectarine.
Long has the damson swung,
To its heart the hornet has clung,—
The knell of the year is rung.
No! the plum has a golden wound,
The robin has carolled and pruned;
The wasp it preys,
All the autumn days,
Where the robin has piped and tuned;
Not heeding the dead fruit's wound—
For hours it has piped and tuned.
The robin has carolled and pruned;
The wasp it preys,
All the autumn days,
Where the robin has piped and tuned;
Not heeding the dead fruit's wound—
For hours it has piped and tuned.
Though the clouds may fold and furl,
The rooks still gather and swirl,
A thick black swarm
Now the noons are warm,
Careless of ploughman or earl;
Moving in circle and whirl,
While the fire-clouds drift and furl.
The rooks still gather and swirl,
A thick black swarm
Now the noons are warm,
Careless of ploughman or earl;
Moving in circle and whirl,
While the fire-clouds drift and furl.
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