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Henry David Thoreau - I am the autumnal sun

Sometimes a mortal feels in himself Nature 
-- not his Father but his Mother stirs 
within him, and he becomes immortal with her
immortality. From time to time she claims 
kindredship with us, and some globule 
from her veins steals up into our own.

I am the autumnal sun,
With autumn gales my race is run;
When will the hazel put forth its flowers,
Or the grape ripen under my bowers?
When will the harvest or the hunter's moon
Turn my midnight into mid-noon?
I am all sere and yellow,
And to my core mellow.
The mast is dropping within my woods,
The winter is lurking within my moods,
And the rustling of the withered leaf
Is the constant music of my grief....

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Poet: Henry David Thoreau
Poem: I am the autumnal sun
Poem of the Day: Oct 18 2000

Comment 68 of 68, added on August 4th, 2014 at 4:33 PM.

izEPLN Wow, great article post. Great.

crorkz matz from Italy
Comment 67 of 68, added on August 3rd, 2014 at 3:06 PM.

DdxCHZ Major thankies for the post.Really looking forward to read more. Much obliged.

crorkz matz from United Kingdom
Comment 66 of 68, added on August 2nd, 2014 at 12:05 AM.

rPEgmG Really informative blog article.Thanks Again. Keep writing.

mattew crorkz from Oman

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