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The Falling Of The Leaves
by William Butler Yeats
by William Butler Yeats
Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.
The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us patt, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.
The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us patt, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.
Pretty!
ReplyDeleteOh, how nice. Perfect for today. Thank you for sharing that.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your week! Kiy
Ah, a nice touch of verse from my fellow country man to start the day. Thanks for that Shannon!
ReplyDeleteGina..thanks :)
ReplyDeleteKiy...you are very welcome.
Emperorp...you are also welcome!
This is just perfect for Autumn!
ReplyDeleteShannon, how appropriate!
ReplyDeleteI drove in northerm Mass on the VT border yeaterday and the leaves were spectacular. Fitting...
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