Later Poems

by Bliss Carman


Lines for a Picture


WHEN the leaves are flying
Across the azure sky,
Autumn on the hill top
Turns to say good-by;

In her gold-red tunic,

Like an Eastern queen,
With untarnished courage
In her wilding mien.

All the earth below her
Answers to her gaze,

And her eyes are pensive
With remembered days.

Yet, with cheek ensanguined,
Gay at heart she goes
On the great adventure

Where the north wind blows.