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<\/a><\/p>\nXXXIX (from Last Poems)<\/em><\/p>\n When summer\u2019s end is nighing The weathercock at sunset From hill and cloud and heaven And I with earth and nightfall The year might age, and cloudy They came and were and are not So here\u2019s an end of roaming \u2014A.E. Housman<\/em><\/p>\n Elizabeth<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Although it\u2019s still summer, the first of September feels like a turning of the year, a return to school and schedules, and a farewell to cicadas and the least possible clothing. In parting I celebrate the day with a watercolor of Duck, NC, where the family just spent an idyllic week, and, attesting to theRead more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[64],"tags":[103,104,19,95,116,102,3],"class_list":["post-7870","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-painting","tag-beach","tag-nc","tag-poem","tag-sea","tag-sky","tag-summer","tag-watercolor"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7870","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7870"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7870\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7883,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7870\/revisions\/7883"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7870"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7870"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7870"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAnd skies at evening cloud,
\nI muse on change and fortune
\nAnd all the feats I vowed
\nWhen I was young and proud.<\/p>\n
\nWould lose the slanted ray,
\nAnd I would climb the beacon
\nThat looked to Wales away
\nAnd saw the last of day.<\/p>\n
\nThe hues of evening died;
\nNight welled through lane and hollow
\nAnd hushed the countryside,
\nBut I had youth and pride.<\/p>\n
\nIn converse high would stand,
\nLate, till the west was ashen
\nAnd darkness hard at hand,
\nAnd the eye lost the land.<\/p>\n
\nThe lessening day might close,
\nBut air of other summers
\nBreathed from beyond the snows,
\nAnd I had hope of those.<\/p>\n
\nAnd come no more anew;
\nAnd all the years and seasons
\nThat ever can ensue
\nMust now be worse and few.<\/p>\n
\nOn eves when autumn nighs:
\nThe ear too fondly listens
\nFor summer\u2019s parting sighs,
\nAnd then the heart replies.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n