Autumn Night
Against the earth's hot brow the night has pressed
Cool dusky lips to kiss her care away;
The moon a bow of silver in the west
Holds all the brooding dragon-clouds at bay:
Cool dusky lips to kiss her care away;
The moon a bow of silver in the west
Holds all the brooding dragon-clouds at bay:
A luminous mist is drawn across the park,
The trees, with leaves new-fallen about their roots,
Loom strange and sullen in the shimmering dark,
The hedges glimmer vaguely with wild fruits.
The trees, with leaves new-fallen about their roots,
Loom strange and sullen in the shimmering dark,
The hedges glimmer vaguely with wild fruits.
But far more fair than any world without,
This golden room fire-glinted glooms and glows,
This golden room fire-glinted glooms and glows,
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