While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain,
Comes jovial on.
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Of the willow we say, "How slender!"
And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth
How slight is the praise we render.
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We must rise and follow her,
When from every hill of flame
She calls, and calls each vagabond by name.
