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went to the woods when the lea\ es were new. walked as they glistened with drops ol dew, When those who had come to the woods were tew, Aly heart was lull of singing. I
I
went to the woods when the lea\'es were green. They whispered abo\ e me. The syUan scene I
Was
tilled
with fine creepers and bushes pristine
In nature treely
growing.
went to the woods when the leaves were gold. And yellow, and orange, and red. These bold. Gay colors, in season, had lost their hold. The forest now was d\'ing. 1
went to the woods when the leaves were brown. They crunched and they rustled. The golden crown The forest had worn had now been cast down. I
And
I
went
to the
all
the winds cried, mourning.
woods when
And looked
at the
The canvas
of
white
And one
the leaves
landscape it
now
were gone
starkly drawn.
was inked upon,
lone leal
still
hanging.
