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Show AUTUMN WOODS Autumn upon a throne of gold Wllh all her airy trumpeters about hff Chanting a dirge for scented auras dead In her deep eves the tennernei of tea On her wreathed brow the ahadotr o Drcum A dream of hills that fed the nti God And heralded the Morning and dim nl Where l-eive was lost In vlolrli, rlDi U rocked The lnughlng water lilies slnnlnf f The secrets of tho green land to the hi And meudows where tho moonlljM V to dwell, And red retreats of rosea rimmed rain-Love rain-Love s Joyous tears but still the Ut" tears! Hut from her brow the Shadow of t dream . . Tossed, nnd the sun burnt bloom lam heek, .... The winds came fragrant from ira whero sweet The harvests smiled to heaven, came, 1 tossed . .,., M Her streaming tresses over her aim I And cast her gold upon the ium graves, And sung the Heaping Sont "Thy flocks are fed The flelds-the foroaU bless thw. Sing iS high "heaven nd the 1 itspU Are piled with bright Abundance, tnn hearths , . ,,,. jn. Of happy homes make glad tni And i"icniy smiles, and the deep wirn nrood o er tha golden Und, nd i" And JXrnkht. and sweet dre.mi itt great (lift ni"" The benediction oMhl.',,,, |