Come beautiful maiden while autumn delays
And the sunsets so sweet in the gold tinted west
While the fading beach tree sets the woods in a blaze
And the lark sings his song e're he sinks into rest
And loved thee sincerely, and so I do now
As I wandered along with thee ever near me
While the leaves they were fading on every bough
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