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First Line: Is this old autumn standing here
Last Line: And the dog that has no friend.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall


Is this old Autumn standing here,
Where wind-blown fruits decay;
Dressed up in limp, bedraggled flowers
That Summer cast away?

Within whose mist no dewdrops shine,
And grass, once green, goes yellow;
For whom no bird will sing or chirp,
On either Ash or Willow?

If this is his poor, pelted face,
With dead leaves soaked in rain,
Come, Winter, with your kindly frost
That's almost cruelly sane;

Take him, with his unwanted life,
To his last sleep and end –
Like the cat that cannot find a home,
And the dog that has no friend.





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