I NEED HELP. IS ANYBODY FAMILIAR WITH THESE LINES:
THE GOLDENROD IS YELLOW
THE CORN IS TURNING BROWN
THE TREES IN THE APPLE ORCHARD WITH FRUIT ARE BENDING DOWN...
PLEASE E-MAIL ASAP!
My father used to recite this poem every fall.
1 The golden-rod is yellow;
2 The corn is turning brown;
3 The trees in apple orchards
4 With fruit are bending down.
5 The gentian's bluest fringes
6 Are curling in the sun;
7 In dusty pods the milkweed
8 Its hidden silk has spun.
9 The sedges flaunt their harvest,
10 In every meadow nook;
11 And asters by the brook-side
12 Make asters in the brook,
13 From dewy lanes at morning
14 The grapes' sweet odors rise;
15 At noon the roads all flutter
16 With yellow butterflies.
17 By all these lovely tokens
18 September days are here,
19 With summer's best of weather,
20 And autumn's best of cheer.
21 But none of all this beauty
22 Which floods the earth and air
23 Is unto me the secret
24 Which makes September fair.
25 'T is a thing which I remember;
26 To name it thrills me yet:
27 One day of one September
28 I never can forget.
By Helen Hunt Jackson
Still looking for a poem, which I think is all spoken by a woman.
It ends, " 'Thou art a foolish fool', she said".
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