Though long grass all the day is drenchd in dew
& splashy pathways lead me oer the greens
Though naked fields hang lonely on the view
Long lost to harvest & its busy scenes
Yet in the distance shines the painted bough
Leaves changed to every colour ere they die
& through the valley rivers widen now
Once little brooks which summer dribbled dry
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