Down the wood-path winding slow, When the sun was sinking low, Walked we two together. Leaves that once were Summer's pride Fluttering fell on every side, In the Autumn weather,— Crimson, purple, brown and gold, On the pathway, dead and cold, Fell as fast as they could fall: Under foot we trod them all, As we walked together. Down the wood-path, winding slow, When the sun was sinking low, Walked we two together. Hopes that once had kissed the sky All were fluttering down to die, In the Autumn weather. Thine were falling, too, as fast; Yet we chatted as we passed: Not one heart-word either said, Of the dreams thus dry and dead, As we walked together. Sunlight dimly died away; Changed the stream from cold to gray, As we walked together. Twilight fell, in cloud and chill, Ere we clomb the open hill, In the Autumn weather. Gone is Summer's glorious blaze; Gone the sober Autumn days; Dreary Winter now is nigh: And for ever thou and I Walk no more together! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN DISPRAISE OF THE MOON by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE TO THE IMMORTAL MEMORY OF THE HALIBUT ON WHICH I DINED by WILLIAM COWPER AT HOME by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 24 by PHILIP SIDNEY TO - (4) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE LAMENTATION OF THE OLD PENSIONER (2) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SONG: 2 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE NURSE'S STORY: THE HAND OF GLORY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |