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O Autumn, Autumn!


O Autumn, Autumn! O pensive light
    and wistful sound!
Gold-haunted sky, green-haunted ground!


When, wan, the dead leaves flutter by
    Deserted realms of butterfly!
When robins band themselves together


    To seek the sound of sun-steeped weather;
And all of summer's largesse goes
    For lands of olive and the rose!

Written by Effie Lee Newsome (1885-1979)

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