Autumn shuts the scene

I think of thee at dewy morn 
& at the sunny noon 
& walks with thee—now left forlorn 
Beneath the silent moon 
I think of thee I think of all 
How blest we both have been— 
The sun looks pale upon the wall 
& autumn shuts the scene

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