English poem
Autumn Song
by David Park Barnitz (1878–1901)
Weep, far autumnal skies, Shrouded in misty air; Weep, for thy solemn dearth, And for thy chill despair, Earth.
O stricken forest-trees, Dead leaves that falter down Solemnly to your sleep, Golden, and red, and brown, Weep.