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Poem September 1, 1891

Pawtucket Tribune

Pawtucket, Providence County, Rhode Island

What is this article about?

A lyrical poem titled 'MAGIC' by G. K. Turner, evoking the melancholy beauty of autumn evenings with sparse oak leaves, wailing winds over marshes, and migrating flocks, while yearning for long-dead sweet days and their delights.

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MAGIC.

When the sparse leaves left to the oak are
And gray at their boughs and night is near
And the wind wails over marsh and mere
Where the after night lies dead and drear-
Then, ah that again!
Come days that have been-
Dead many a year-for many a year!

When the wild drake calls in the early night.
When the plashy pools give back dull light.
And above in the gray void out of sight
The flocks pulse by on their inland flight-
Then, ah for the dead
Sweet days that are fled-
And their dear delight-and their dear delight!

-G. K. Turner in Springfield Republican

What sub-type of article is it?

Ode Song

What themes does it cover?

Nature Seasons Death Mourning

What keywords are associated?

Magic Autumn Nostalgia Nature Dead Days Marsh Drake Flocks

What entities or persons were involved?

G. K. Turner In Springfield Republican

Poem Details

Title

Magic.

Author

G. K. Turner In Springfield Republican

Key Lines

Then, Ah That Again! Come Days That Have Been Dead Many A Year For Many A Year! Then, Ah For The Dead Sweet Days That Are Fled And Their Dear Delight And Their Dear Delight!

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