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A DULL DAY IN SEPTEMBER, by                    
First Line: A melancholy wind moans all the day
Last Line: Calls off his glittering legions from the chase.
Alternate Author Name(s): Cayzer, Charles
Subject(s): Melancholy; Dejection


A MELANCHOLY wind moans all the day;
At intervals comes the warm pelt of rain,
Then lifts to fleck the heavens with many a stain,
While little torrents tear their ribbéd way
The sky is dun, with leaden rifts and gray;
The hurrying clouds break 'neath the veering strain,
And limpid isles of blue appear amain,
To lose themselves in leagues of billowy spray.

So on toward Evening, when the conquering Sun
Rolling the beaten foe before his face,
And breaking up his forces one by one,
Completes his victory o'er time and space,
And, on the field he hath so hardly won,
Calls off his glittering legions from the chase.





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