by Seumas O'Sullivan (1879 - 1958)

Invitation in autumn
Language: English 
Come, friend, and feast with me, e'er feasting days be past,
While still the Autumn keeps the best wine for the last.
Here the silvery talk of starlings will call your waking eyes
To where brown beech trees burn on blue October skies,
And ponies wave their flashing tails, where ragwort darts a faint gold ray,
And all the lawn with melted frost shines like the Milky Way.
Come then, beneath the coloured trees, while still the roads are musical,
And white with beech-nuts' milky sap, or red with trodden yew-berries,
And creamy goats move through the red and gold of evening, in the still,
Save only where the dor, lone winging, booms on the plum-bloomed hill.
Come, friend, and feast with me, e'er feasting days be past,
While still the Autumn keeps the best wine for the last.

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