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See how the Autumn leaves float by, decaying, Down the red whirls of yon rain-swollen stream; So fleet the works of men, back to their earth again; Ancient and holy things fade like a dream. Nay! see the Spring blossoms steal forth a-maying, Clothing with tender buds orchard and glen; So, though old forms go by, ne’er can their spirit die. Look! England’s bare boughs show green leaf again. Kingsley.
