Frederick Philip Grove
LANDSCAPES
(IM 16-28)

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e-Edition by Gaby Divay
© August 2007

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FALL [26] by Frederick Philip Grove The year rolls on; October blasts are blowing And groaning round the house beneath its eaves;          Autumnal days have come and are fast going,                     For hours keep flowing. The year rolls on; the swaying trees are moaning, And past the window hurtle sodden leaves;           Autumnal rains against the panes are droning,                      Their dirge intoning. The year rolls on; oh could time stop its soaring While yet her memory to our fibre cleaves!          All this has been but that we sit deploring                  And on her poring. The years roll on; was ever time for sowing? A harvest came; but it was one that grieves.          We shiver; on the earth lie embers glowing                    But no cheer throwing. In Memoriam 23