Pale amber sunlight falls across
 The reddening October trees,
 That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer's loss
 Seems little, dear! on days like these!

Let misty autumn be our part!
 The twilight of the year is sweet:
 Where shadow and the darkness meet
Our love, a twilight of the heart
 Eludes a little time's deceit.

Are we not better and at home
 In dreamful Autumn, we who deem
 No harvest joy is worth a dream?
A little while and night shall come,
 A little while, then, let us dream.

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