Syren of sullen moods & fading hues
Yet haply not incapable of joy
Sweet Autumn! I thee hail
With welcome all unfeigned
& oft as morning from her lattice peeps
To beckon up the sun I seek with thee
To drink the dewy breath
Of fields left fragrant then
In solitudes where no frequented paths
But what thy own foot makes betray thy home
Stealing obtrusive there
To meditate thy end
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