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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882). Complete Poetical Works. 1893.

In the Harbor

Autumn Within

IT is autumn; not without,

But within me is the cold.

Youth and spring are all about;

It is I that have grown old.

Birds are darting through the air,

Singing, building without rest;

Life is stirring everywhere,

Save within my lonely breast.

There is silence: the dead leaves

Fall and rustle and are still;

Beats no flail upon the sheaves,

Comes no murmur from the mill.