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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Walter Savage Landor. 1775–1864

575. Late Leaves

THE leaves are falling; so am I; 
The few late flowers have moisture in the eye; 
    So have I too. 
Scarcely on any bough is heard 
Joyous, or even unjoyous, bird         5
    The whole wood through. 
 
Winter may come: he brings but nigher 
His circle (yearly narrowing) to the fire 
    Where old friends meet. 
Let him; now heaven is overcast,  10
And spring and summer both are past, 
    And all things sweet.