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The hoar frost hisses 'neath the feet	A
And the worm fence's straggling length	B
Smote by the morning's slanted strength	B
Sparkles one rib of virgin sleet	A
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To withered fields the crisp breeze talks	C
And silently and sadly lifts	D
The bronz'd leaves from the beech and drifts	D
Them wadded down the woodland walks	C
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Reluctantly and one by one	E
The worthless leaves sift slowly down	F
And thro' the mournful vistas blown	G
Drop rustling and their rest is won	E
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Where stands the brook beneath its fall	H
Thin scaled with ice the pool is bound	I
And on the pebbles scattered 'round	I
The ooze is frozen one and all	H
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White as rare crystals shining fair	J
There stirs no life the faded wood	K
Mourns sighing and the solitude	L
Seems shaken with a mighty care	J
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Decay and silence sadly drape	M
The vigorous limbs of oldest trees	N
The rotting leaves and rocks whose knees	N
Are shagged with moss with misty crape	M
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To sullenness the surly crow	O
All his derisive feeling yields	P
And o'er the barren stubble fields	P
Flaps cawless wrapped in hungry woe	O
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The eve comes on the teasel stoops	Q
Its spike crowned head before the blast	R
The tattered leaves drive whirling past	R
Like skeletons in whistling troops	Q
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The pithy elder copses sigh	S
Their broad blue combs with berries weighed	T
Like heavy pendulums are swayed	T
With ev'ry gust that hurries by	S
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Thro' matted walls of tangled brier	U
That hedge the lane the sumachs thrust	V
Their scarlet torches red as rust	V
Burning with flames of stolid fire	U
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The evening's here cold hard and drear	U
The lavish West with bullion bright	W
Of molten silver walls the night	W
Far as one star's thin rays appear	U
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Wedged toward the West's cold luridness	Q
The wild geese fly 'neath roseless domes	Q
The wild cry of the leader comes	Q
Distant and harsh with loneliness	Q
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The pale West dies and in its cup	M
Bubble on bubble pours the night	W
The East glows with a mystic light	W
The stars are keen the moon is up	M

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