BesidestheAutumnpoetssing

Besides the Autumn poets sing

A few prosaic days

A little this side of the snow

And that side of the Haze --

A few incisive Mornings --

A few Ascetic Eves --

Gone -- Mr. Bryants Golden Rod --

And Mr. Thomsons sheaves.

Still, is the bustle in the Brook --

Sealed are the spicy valves --

Mesmeric fingers softly touch

The Eyes of many Elves --

Perhaps a squirrel may remain --

My sentiments to share --

Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind --

Thy windy will to bear!

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