Poems (Truesdell)/Autumn Flowers
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AUTUMN FLOWERS.
Pale autumn flowers! I love ye well, Though a tale of sadness ye bring; Yes, dearer to me are these autumn flowers Than the first fair buds of spring.
I love ye! for ye are the last That blooms 'neath a northern sky,—The last that adorns the grave of one, Who was early doomed to die.