Fall of the Lonesome
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Autumn - dim - returns
in endless fruitful wealth
The slowly fading grace
of summer's rueless health
A blue so pure steps forth
from ghastly rotten shell
And passing birds they sing...
Of olden myth they tell
Done and strog's the wine
O gentle is all the rest
Yet silent answers creep
into all nightly quest