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DECAY
O LVSTRE of decay!
The daylight glides away
In glow of richer glory than at noon;
Autumn, that steals the flower,
Gives the tree golden dower,
And crimsons walls that will be leafless soon.
The daylight glides away
In glow of richer glory than at noon;
Autumn, that steals the flower,
Gives the tree golden dower,
And crimsons walls that will be leafless soon.
O dimness of decay!
The sunset hastes away,
And leaves the world the lone & darkling night;
And Autumn when he flies
Leaves only howling skies,
And trees that toss their naked boughs in fright.
The sunset hastes away,
And leaves the world the lone & darkling night;
And Autumn when he flies
Leaves only howling skies,
And trees that toss their naked boughs in fright.
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