AUTUMN SONG - by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

 

 

AUTUMN  SONG  by Dante Gabriel Rossetti Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf How the heart feels a languid grief Laid on it for a covering, And how sleep seems a goodly thing In Autumn at the fall of the leaf  ? And how the swift beat of the brain Falters because it is in vain, In Autumn at the fall of the leaf Knowest thou not ? and how the chief Of joys seems - not to suffer pain ? Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf How the soul feels like a dried sheaf Bound up at length for harvesting, And how death seems a comely thing In Autumn at the fall of the leaf ?