<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506573" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Autumn.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I in the autumn of my days<br>Stand by a place of tears,<br>And hear the unborn children weep<br>Within the unborn years;<br>And feel how all God's sorrow must<br>Go wailing on until<br>Man's autumn, too, is past, and he<br>May winter from all ill.<br>* * * * *<br>A pale light in the fading wood,<br>The sob of dying leaves —<br>A lorn bird lying in the dusk<br>Of life that wakes and grieves!<br>O mournful heart whose love is dust,<br>In the decaying wood<br>Death's deepening mystery will cling<br>Round thee like solitude.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506573" data-title="Autumn. de Robert Crawford" data-description="I in the autumn of my days Stand by a place of tears, And hear the unborn children weep Within the unborn years; And feel how all God's sorrow must Go wailing on until Man's autumn, too, is past, and he May winter from all ill. * * * * * A pale li..."></div> </div> </div>

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