Pale amber sunlight falls across <br />The reddening October trees, <br />That hardly sway before a breeze <br />As soft as summer: summer's loss <br />Seems little, dear! on days like these. <br /> <br />Let misty autumn be our part! <br />The twilight of the year is sweet: <br />Where shadow and the darkness meet <br />Our love, a twilight of the heart <br />Eludes a little time's deceit. <br /> <br />Are we not better and at home <br />In dreamful Autumn, we who deem <br />No harvest joy is worth a dream? <br />A little while and night shall come, <br />A little while, then, let us dream. <br /> <br />Beyond the pearled horizons lie <br />Winter and night: awaiting these <br />We garner this poor hour of ease, <br />Until love turn from us and die <br />Beneath the drear November trees.<br /><br />Ernest Christopher Dowson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumnal-5/
