AUTUMN.
Though Summer with her fervid ray,No longer leads the lengthened day,Though Autumn with her sober treadAppears upon the russet mead,For her shall Flora form her wreath,And still around her fragrance breathe;Shall still with beauty deck the plain,Nor cease midst darker hours to reign.
Though Summer with her fervid ray,No longer leads the lengthened day,Though Autumn with her sober treadAppears upon the russet mead,For her shall Flora form her wreath,And still around her fragrance breathe;Shall still with beauty deck the plain,Nor cease midst darker hours to reign.
Though Summer with her fervid ray,No longer leads the lengthened day,Though Autumn with her sober treadAppears upon the russet mead,For her shall Flora form her wreath,And still around her fragrance breathe;Shall still with beauty deck the plain,Nor cease midst darker hours to reign.
Though Summer with her fervid ray,
No longer leads the lengthened day,
Though Autumn with her sober tread
Appears upon the russet mead,
For her shall Flora form her wreath,
And still around her fragrance breathe;
Shall still with beauty deck the plain,
Nor cease midst darker hours to reign.