Tuesday, 15 January 2019

Spring and Fall; Dead Leaves























Dead Leaves (detail), Ernest Bieler, 1899




Spring and Fall

to a young child



Márgarét, áre you gríeving

Over Goldengrove unleaving?

Leáves like the things of man, you

With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?

Ah! ás the heart grows older

It will come to such sights colder

By and by, nor spare a sigh

Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;

And yet you wíll weep and know why.

Now no matter, child, the name:

Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same.

Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed

What heart heard of, ghost guessed:

It ís the blight man was born for,

It is Margaret you mourn for. 













Ernest Bieler, Dead Leaves, 1899, Kunstmuseum Bern


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