Classic Poem

From stubble field, woodland and meadow.
And roadside I gathered to-day
A basket heaped full of fall beauties:
Lovely gems of Nature are they.

There are golden-rods, which are so golden
You'd think they are sure enough gold:
I found them close by the roadside,
On cliff and on brown barren wold.

There are asters of royal purple,
With eyes of a bright yellow hue:
And gentians I found by the brook-side,
Delicate, dainty and blue.

Golden-rods, asters and gentians,
Prolongers of summer are ye;
And to gladden the dull days of autumn,
Nothing could lovelier be.