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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 Bryant’s »Golden Rod« –

And Mr Thomson’s »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!

ca. 1859