William Morris

(1834 - 1896 / England)

Autumn - Poem by William Morris

Laden Autumn here I stand
Worn of heart, and weak of hand:
Nought but rest seems good to me,
Speak the word that sets me free.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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