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letra de through october fields by james edwin campbell - richard mitchley

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the startled quail in covies whir
from ‘neath your feet as on you stray
along the narrow thread-like path
this cool october day

the grouse’s booming drum of bass
peals from the hollow on your right
till ‘larumed by your near approach
he wheels in sudden flight

and on the trunk of yon dead tree
the fl!cker beats his fierce tattoo
then hurls back from his wave-like flight
defiance shrill to you

on every side the golden rod’s
long, graceful plumes of tawny gold
and ageratum’s purple bloom —
the banners of the wold

the stubble of thе june-reaped whеat
stands up in bristling ranks of spears
its gold is covered now with frost
like warriors grey with years

and over all the golden haze
soft wraps the brown earth in a dream
while every breath across the fields
rich draughts of rare wines seem
there in the stream beneath the elms
the leaves, like ships of lil’put, fair
drift down, sans rudders and sans sails
to ports that lie nowhere

see in the field beyond the stream
pitched wide o’er all the bottom land
an indian village quaintly shown
the cornshock wigwams stand

now, you are “near to nature’s heart,”
you lie upon her tawny breast;
you feel her warm breath on your cheek
as in her arms you rest

- richard mitchley

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