• Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
• How the heart feels a languid grief
• Laid on it for 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? & how the chief
• 10Of 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 the last for harvesting,
• And how death seems a comely thing
• In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

D. G. Rossetti