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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381230" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>October</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381230" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The green elm with the one great bough of gold <br>Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, -- <br>The short hill grass, the mushrooms small milk-white, <br>Harebell and scabious and tormentil, <br>That blackberry and gorse, in dew and sun, <br>Bow down to; and the wind travels too light <br>To shake the fallen birch leaves from the fern; <br>The gossamers wander at their own will. <br>At heavier steps than birds' the squirrels scold. <br>The rich scene has grown fresh again and new <br>As Spring and to the touch is not more cool <br>Than it is warm to the gaze; and now I might <br>As happy be as earth is beautiful, <br>Were I some other or with earth could turn <br>In alternation of violet and rose, <br>Harebell and snowdrop, at their season due, <br>And gorse that has no time not to be gay. <br>But if this be not happiness, -- who knows? <br>Some day I shall think this a happy day, <br>And this mood by the name of melancholy <br>Shall no more blackened and obscured be.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edward+Thomas">Edward Thomas</a></strong></div>

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