That shouted in the mist a month ago,
Like ghost of sleigh-bells in a ghost of snow.
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The glaring bale-fires blaze no more;
No longer steel-clad warriors ride
Along thy wild and willow'd shore.
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RGB: 22 35 57
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RGB: 143 134 103
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RGB: 192 207 213
While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain,
Comes jovial on.