SEPTEMBER POEMS

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The Old Huntsman

I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Months

January cold desolate;
February all dripping wet;
March wind ranges;
April changes;
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
The Names

Yesterday, I lay awake in the palm of the night.

A soft rain stole in, unhelped by any breeze,

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Billy Collins
To The Unknown Goddess

Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar?
Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautions shikar?

Have I met you and passed you already, unknowing, unthinking and blind?
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Poems For Piraye (9 To 10 O-clock Poems)

Remembering you is good
in prison
amid the news
of victory and death
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Nazim Hikmet
September Midnight

Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer,
Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects,
Ceaseless, insistent.
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Sara Teasdale
Smells

WHY is it that the poet tells
So little of the sense of smell?
These are the odors I love well:

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Christopher Morley
September 1, 1939

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
Jezreel

On Its Seizure By The English Under Allenby, September 1918

Did they catch as it were in a Vision at shut of the day-
When their cavalry smote through the ancient Esdraelon Plain,
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Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy
Hydrangeas

Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas
turn rust and go soon.
Already mid September a line of brown runs
over them.
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Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg
Nature's Lesson

We traveled by a mountain's edge,
It was September calm and bright,
Nature had decked its rocky ledge
With flowers of varied hue and height.
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Nannie R. Glass
Sestina

September rain falls on the house.
In the failing light, the old grandmother
sits in the kitchen with the child
beside the Little Marvel Stove,
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Elizabeth Bishop
The September Rose

To sighs of morning air, that froze,-
(With her lips opened for a say),
How curiously has smiled the rose
On a September fleeting day!
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Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
The Great Yellow River Inundation In China

'Twas in the year of 1887, and on the 28th of September,
Which many people of Honan, in China, will long remember;
Especially those that survived the mighty deluge,
That fled to the mountains, and tops of trees, for refuge.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
In September

The sky is silver-grey; the long
Slow waves caress the shore.-
On such a day as this I have been glad,
Who shall be glad no more.
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Amy Levy
Barbara Frietchie

Up from the meadows rich with corn,
Clear in the cool September morn,

The clustered spires of Frederick stand
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
September, 1819

Departing summer hath assumed
An aspect tenderly illumed,
The gentlest look of spring;
That calls from yonder leafy shade
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
At Perry, September 16, 1893

Crowds! Crowds! Crowds!
Suddenly here as if come from the clouds
That faded away as they came;
Mad acres of people aflame
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Freeman E. Miller
September, 1918

This afternoon was the colour of water falling through sunlight;
The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves;
The sidewalks shone like alleys of dropped maple leaves,
And the houses ran along them laughing out of square, open windows.
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
The Lane

Some day, I think, there will be people enough
In Froxfield to pick all the blackberries
Out of the hedges of Green Lane, the straight
Broad lane where now September hides herself
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Edward Thomas
Warsaw

I was in Warsaw when the first bomb fell;
I was in Warsaw when the Terror came-
Havoc and horror, famine, fear and flame,
Blasting from loveliness a living hell.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
False Alarm

From early morning-nonsense
With tubs and troughs and strain,
With dampness in the evening
And sunsets in the rain.
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Boris Pasternak

Boris Pasternak
September

I have not been among the woods,
Nor seen the milk-weeds burst their hoods,

The downy thistle-seeds take wing,
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John Charles Mcneill
The Blind Summit

[A Viennese gentleman, who had climbed the Hoch-König
without a guide, was found dead, in a sitting posture, near the
summit, upon which he had written, 'It is cold, and clouds shut
out the view.'-
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William Watson
The Story Of Uriah

Jack Barrett went to Quetta
Because they told him to.
He left his wife at Simla
On three-fourths his monthly screw.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Mountain

Nothing's moving I don't see anybody
And I know that it's not a trick
There really is nothing moving there
And there aren't any people. It is the very utmost top
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Kenneth Koch
September 1913

What need you, being come to sense,
But fumble in a greasy till
And add the halfpence to the pence
And prayer to shivering prayer, until
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
September 1961

This is the year the old ones,
the old great ones
leave us alone on the road.

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Denise Levertov
Autumn

I have allowed my family to scatter,
All those who were my dearest to depart,
And once again an age-long loneliness
Comes in to fill all nature and my heart.
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Boris Pasternak

Boris Pasternak
Falling Asleep

Voices moving about in the quiet house:
Thud of feet and a muffled shutting of doors:
Everyone yawning. Only the clocks are alert.

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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
The Skylark

'It is the skylark come.' For shame!
Robert-a-Cockney is thy name:
Robert-a-Field would surely know
That skylarks, bless them, never go!
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Edith Nesbit

Edith Nesbit
Landscape

Landscape

September evening. The somber calls of the herdsmen float
across the dimming village. Molten metal sparks in the blacksmithâ??s.
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Georg Trakl
A Ballad Of Burial

If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Troopin'

(Our Army in the East)



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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
To The Memory Of The Brave Americans

Under General Greene, in South Carolina,
who fell in the action of September 8, 1781


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Philip Freneau

Philip Freneau
L-allegro

Felicity!
Who ope'st to none that knocks, yet, laughing weak,
Yield'st all to Love that will not seek,
And who, though won, wilt droop and die,
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Coventry Patmore

Coventry Patmore
Pauline Part I

To the memory of my devoted wife dead and gone yet always with me I dedicate

PAULINE

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Hanford Lennox Gordon
The Lady Of La Garaye - Prologue

RUINS! A charm is in the word:
It makes us smile, it makes us sigh,
'Tis like the note of some spring bird
Recalling other Springs gone by,
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
The Fountain

Fountain, that springest on this grassy slope,
Thy quick cool murmur mingles pleasantly,
With the cool sound of breezes in the beach,
Above me in the noontide. Thou dost wear
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William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant
Ogyges

Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,
And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliff
With shocks of clamour, â?? let the chasm take
The noise of many trumpets, lest the hunt
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Henry Kendall
Sunrise

September 26, 1881.


Weep for the martyr! Strew his bier
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
Up At A Villa' Down In The City

(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality)

I

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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Up At A Villa--down In The City

Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare,
The house for me, no doubt, were a house in the city-square;
Ah, such a life, such a life, as one leads at the window there!

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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Mooni

AH, to be by Mooni now!
Where the great dark hills of wonder,
Scarred with storm and cleft asunder
By the strong sword of the thunder,
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Henry Kendall
Grace Darling

As the night was beginning to close in one rough September day
In the year of 1838, a steamer passed through the Fairway
Between the Farne Islands and the coast, on her passage northwards;
But the wind was against her, and the steamer laboured hard.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Sweet England

I heard a boy that climbed up Dover's Hill
Singing Sweet England, sweeter for his song.
The notes crept muffled through the copse, but still
Sharply recalled the things forgotten long,
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John Freeman
Everyday Characters V - Portrait Of A Lady

IN THE EXHIBITION OP THE ROYAL
ACADEMY


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Winthrop Mackworth Praed
An Etching

A meadow brown; across the yonder edge
A zigzag fence is ambling; here a wedge
Of underbush has cleft its course in twain,
Till where beyond it staggers up again;
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Emily Pauline Johnson
Pagett, M.p.

The toad beneath the harrow knows
Exactly where eath tooth-point goes.
The butterfly upon the road
Preaches contentment to that toad.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
It's September

It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold,
And the nights with dew are heavy, and the morning's sharp with cold;
Now the garden's at its gayest with the salvia blazing red
And the good old-fashioned asters laughing at us from their bed;
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest