Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
Walter Savage Landor. 1775–1864565. Autumn
| MILD is the parting year, and sweet | |
| The odour of the falling spray; | |
| Life passes on more rudely fleet, | |
| And balmless is its closing day. | |
| I wait its close, I court its gloom, | 5 |
| But mourn that never must there fall | |
| Or on my breast or on my tomb | |
| The tear that would have soothed it all. |