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THOUGHTS IN AUTUMN. |
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One left us when the summer's sky
Was bright, serene, and fair-When the wild flower of richest dye
Shed fragrance on the air: . One left us when the faded world
Lay in her snowy shroud, When wintry tempests fiercely whirled
Their way along the cloud.
One died when the spring blossoms hung
Upon the garden trees, Where the blithe swallow's anthem rung
Upon the balmy breeze. 0 'twere a fitter time to die
When Autumn flowers grow pale, And the wild wind sweeps sadly by
With such a mournful wail!
But I will only ask to stay,
Beneath our changing sky, Until amid this dire decay
I learn to live and die: Then, if the angel Azriel bring
A summons to depart, The glorious gate of heaven shall fling
Its radiance round my heart.
It matters not if summer bring Her load of rich perfume, |
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