A Fall Created Most Lovely Scene


How like a fall created most great scene
From thee, the pleasure of the fall year!
What cool have I felt; what lovely days seen,
what old November's golden leaves everywhere!

And yet this time ahead was winter's time:
The leaves autumn biggest with rich increase,
bearing the wanton burden of the prime
Like widow’s wombs after their Buddha' alive;

Yet this abundant issue seemed to me
But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit;
For autumn and his pleasures wait on thee,
and, thou away, the very blue birds are more;

Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer,
that leaves look pale red, dreading the Fall's near.

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