Wild & drear

Lo autumns come wheres now the woodlands green
The charming landscape & the flowrey plain
All all are fled & left this motly scene 
Of fading yellow tinghd with russet stain 
Tho these seem desolatley wild & drear 
Yet these are spring to what we still shall find 
Yon trees must all in nakednes appear 
Reft of their folige by the blustry wind 
Just so twill fare with me in autumns life 
Just so Id wish but may the trunk & all 
Die with the leaves nor taste that wintry strife 
Where sorrows urge but still impede the fall

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