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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS OF SEASONS: 4. WINTER, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT Poet's Biography
First Line: I would some year my life were like this day
Last Line: And smiling turn to pay death's wintry claim.
Subject(s): Winter
First Line: I would some year my life were like this day
Last Line: And smiling turn to pay death's wintry claim.
Subject(s): Winter
I would some year my life were like this day --
This autumn day, when but a few remain
Before cold flakes descend upon the plain --
A revery with face turned back to May.
The crops are harvested and stored away,
The leaves are shed; amid the stubble grain
The bonfires smoke, like incense in a fane,
A cleansing rite the fertile furrows pay.
Earth's labor done, before December snows,
These last warm days turn back to merry Spring
And dream along the fragrant path they came.
Happy the life that pausing at its close,
Can smile upon the past without a sting,
And smiling turn to pay death's wintry claim.
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