Fall
O wake my friend! Ope thou thy eyes
The lamps and stars and wind heave sighs
The leaves of trees all faint all fail
With autumn gale they fall and wail
Oh stand O perch on clouds so high
O smile and row thy boats in sky
O woodland soul, in grief thou roll
In heart of thine is sorrow's hole?
While Lord is painting in his room
Thy scented blooms , thy evening gloom
Some shine in mead, some shine in skies
Thy stars thy moon thy fireflies
Cuckoos sing and sing in Glee
Larks and fowls in heath sing free
The clouds with dusky hues they meet
And pour on world they foggy sleet
All scents and hues of world are thine
O Autumn look with eyes of mine
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