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O sun and skies and clouds of June
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October’s bright blue weather;
When loud the bumblebee makes haste,
Belated, thriftless vagrant,
And goldenrod is dying fast,
And lanes with grapes are fragrant;
When gentians roll their fringes tight,
To save them for the morning,
And chestnuts fall from satin burs
Without a sound of warning;
When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls
Are leaves of woodbine twining;
When all the lovely wayside things
Their white-winged seeds are sowing,
And in the fields, still green and fair,
Late aftermaths are growing;
When springs run low, and on the brooks
In idle, golden freighting,
Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush
Of woods, for winter waiting;
When comrades seek sweet country haunts
By twos and twos together,
And count like misers hour by hour
October’s bright blue weather.
O sun and skies and flowers of June,
Count all your boasts together,
Love loveth best of all the year
October’s bright blue weather.
( Helen Hunt Jackson )
fragrant : very nice smelling
aftermath : after something important happens
haunts : places frequently visited
rival : an enemy
Answer the following questions.
1) What comparison is made between June and October?
2) Why is the bumblebee described as “loud”?
3) What is the colour of the woodbine leaves?
4) What do good comrades like to do in October?
5) What are the “wayside things” usually called?
6) Why are we sorry to have October go?