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[In Autumn when the woods are red]
In Autumn when the woods are redAnd skies are grey and clear,
The sportsmen seek the wild fowls' bed
Or follow down the deer;
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By riverside and mere,
I walk, not seeing where I tread
And keep my heart with fear,
Sir, have an eye, on where you tread,
And keep your heart with fear,
For something lingers here;
A touch of April not yet dead,
In Autumn when the woods are red
And skies are grey and clear.
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