The Cardinal Flower

  by: John Burroughs (1837-1921)


Like peal of a bugle

Upon the still night,

So flames her deep scarlet

In dim forest light.


A heart-throb of color

Lit up the dim nook,

A dash of deep scarlet

The dark shadows shook.


Thou darling of August,

Thou flame of her flame,

'T is only bold Autumn

Thy ardor can tame.

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