Morning Songs :: :: University of Virginia Library

FAREWELL TO SUMMER.

Farewell to the summer,
Behold, she hath fled;
Her bright vernal foliage,
Are faded and dead;
The hot, golden, sunbeams,
Shine brisk through the trees;
The leaves on their pinions,
Ascends on the breeze.

Farewell to the summer,
For autumn is here,
The skies they are cloudy,
The days dark and drear;
Wild winds like a deluge,
Through fields shall desend,
The trees of their beauty,
Must yield to the wind.

Farewell to the summer,
The birds that are known,
For music and beauty,
Behold they have flown;

The caw of the crow, and the cry of the jay,
Resounds through the wood-land,
And fields far away.

Farewell to the summer,
Sad, sad, my refrain,
Her beauty and splendor,
Shall fade 'neath the rain;
All cloudy and dreary our days soon shall be,
And the east winds shall howl,
O'er meadow and lea.

Farewell to the summer, 'tis sad to depart,
All thy charms they have vanished,
Thy beauty and art;
The vines have grown crimson,
On walls over head,
Sweet odorous blossoms, are faded, and dead.

Farewell to the summer, long 'fore thy return
Sad hearts, shall await thee,
For thee, they shall yearn;
They shall honor thy beauty,
Of days long ago, and welcome thy coming,
Through the frost and the snow.