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Lo! I am come to autumn,

  When all the leaves are gold;

Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out

  The year and I are old.

In youth I sought the prince of men,

  Captain in cosmic wars,

Our Titan, even the weeds would show

  Defiant, to the stars.

But now a great thing in the street

  Seems any human nod,

Where shift in strange democracy

  The million masks of God.

In youth I sought the golden flower

  Hidden in wood or wold,

But I am come to autumn,

  When all the leaves are gold.