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James Russell Lowell - Palinode - Autumn
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Still thirteen years: `tis autumn now
  On field and hill, in heart and brain;
The naked trees at evening sough;
The leaf to the forsaken bough
  Sighs not,--`_Auf wiedersehen!_`

Two watched yon oriole`s pendent dome,
  That now is void, and dank with rain,
And one,--oh, hope more frail than foam!
The bird to his deserted home
  Sings not,--`_Auf wiedersehen!_`

The loath gate swings with rusty creak;
  Once, parting there, we played at pain:
There came a parting, when the weak
And fading lips essayed to speak
  Vainly,--`_Auf wiedersehen!_`

Somewhere is comfort, somewhere faith,
  Though thou in outer dark remain;
One sweet sad voice ennobles death,
And still, for eighteen centuries saith
  Softly,--`_Auf wiedersehen!_`

If earth another grave must bear,
  Yet heaven hath won a sweeter strain,
And something whispers my despair,
That, from an orient chamber there,
  Floats down, `_Auf wiedersehen!_`
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