ACHERONTIC CHILL, by FRIEDRICH ADOLF AXEL DETLEV VON LILIENCRONPoet's Biography
First Line: Now starlings nibble the red rowanberry Last Line: That bears me over to frore silences. Alternate Author Name(s): Liliencron, Detlev Von
Now starlings nibble the red rowanberry, and harvest viols summon lustiness; oh, wait, soon autumn with her shears will harry the forests till they stand in shorn distress; then in the woods plucked penury will tarry, through naked boughs a little stream will press and drowsily drive toward my shore the ferry that bears me over to frore silences.