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	<title>Zócalo Public SquareOctober &#8211; Zócalo Public Square</title>
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		<title>October</title>
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		<dc:creator>by Robert Frost</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Robert Frost]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>O hushed October morning mild,<br /> Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;<br /> Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,<br /> Should waste them all.<br /> The crows above the forest call;<br /> Tomorrow they may form and go.<br /> O hushed October morning mild,<br /> Begin the hours of this day slow.<br /> Make the day seem to us less brief.<br /> Hearts not averse to being beguiled,<br /> Beguile us in the way you know.<br /> Release one leaf at break of day;<br /> At noon release another leaf;<br /> One from our trees, one far away.<br /> Retard the sun with gentle mist;<br /> Enchant the land with amethyst.<br /> Slow, slow!<br /> For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,<br /> Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,<br /> Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—<br /> For the grapes’ sake along the wall.</p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>O hushed October morning mild,<br />
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;<br />
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,<br />
Should waste them all.<br />
The crows above the forest call;<br />
Tomorrow they may form and go.<br />
O hushed October morning mild,<br />
Begin the hours of this day slow.<br />
Make the day seem to us less brief.<br />
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,<br />
Beguile us in the way you know.<br />
Release one leaf at break of day;<br />
At noon release another leaf;<br />
One from our trees, one far away.<br />
Retard the sun with gentle mist;<br />
Enchant the land with amethyst.<br />
Slow, slow!<br />
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,<br />
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,<br />
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—<br />
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.</p>
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