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H. P. Nichols


Here's the purple aster,
    And the golden-rod,
And the blue fringed gentian,
    By the meadow sod.

And the scarlet cardinal
    Grows beside the brook,
And the yellow sunflower
    In some sheltered nook.

Maple boughs are covered
    With their foliage red,
And the withered elm leaves
    On the ground lie dead.

And within the orchard,
    Heavy-laden trees
Shower down the apples,
    With each passing breeze.

So by these we know thee,
    Lovely autumn time,
With thy deep blue heavens,
    And thy snowy rime.

This poem is in the public domain.


Henry P. Nichols (1816 - 1890) was from Salem, Massachusetts. He operated a very successful publishing company in Boston in the mid-1800s with partner William Crosby. The company later became Nichols & Noyes.





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Wonderful imagery! Thank you, Jayne!
Posted 10/26/2020 04:40 PM
Great imagery. Nice selection - thanks!
Posted 10/26/2020 12:37 PM
From the get-go with its end rhymes, I knew this wasn't contemporary. And I had to look up 'rime,'--all wonderful. The brilliant central stanza is a poem in itself.
Posted 10/26/2020 10:12 AM
Posted 10/26/2020 09:19 AM
I love "snowy rime."
Posted 10/26/2020 09:01 AM
michael escoubas:
Like this poem for its rainbow of colors . . . a most welcome post, Jayne.
Posted 10/26/2020 08:38 AM

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