1. Autumn
Roy Campbell

2. I love to see, when leaves depart, The clear anatomy arrive,
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I love to see, when leaves depart, The clear anatomy arrive,

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Winter, the paragon of art, That kills all forms of life and feeling Save what is pure and will survive.

7. Already now the clanging chains Of geese are harnessed to the moon:
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Already now the clanging chains Of geese are harnessed to the moon:

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Stripped are the great sun-clouding planes: And the dark pines, their own revealing, Let in the needles of the noon.

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Strained by the gale the olives whiten Like hoary wrestlers bent with toil

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And, with the vines, their branches lighten To brim our vats where summer lingers In the red froth and sun-gold oil.

21. Soon on our hearth's reviving pyre Their rotted stems will crumble up:
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Soon on our hearth's reviving pyre Their rotted stems will crumble up:

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And like a ruby, panting fire, The grape will redden on your fingers Through the lit crystal of the cup.