It seems to observe earth from a heavenly perspective, almost wistfully. But how could those in heaven ever give a thought to earth. Hopefully dwellers in heaven will never be plagued again with earthly longings. May they forget us in the bliss of eternal peace.
To Autumn is a quiet, meditative lyric which seems as quietly withdrawn in a hopeful melancholy as is Autumn, positioned between Summer and Winter. The diction is straightforward, musical but still conversational. One might almost say that To Autumn is the subdued song of Everyman.
Beautiful. Thank you!
It seems to observe earth from a heavenly perspective, almost wistfully. But how could those in heaven ever give a thought to earth. Hopefully dwellers in heaven will never be plagued again with earthly longings. May they forget us in the bliss of eternal peace.
To Autumn is a quiet, meditative lyric which seems as quietly withdrawn in a hopeful melancholy as is Autumn, positioned between Summer and Winter. The diction is straightforward, musical but still conversational. One might almost say that To Autumn is the subdued song of Everyman.