Autumnal friend came to stay
at Summers cottage beyond the gay
meadow by a bank of brook.
With crooked hook,
Icicle be swift,
Slow, slow then swift.
Steely skies make farewell to snowflakes drift
Sleepy headed river
Dim lanterned bay inside of thee
hath once more woke the storm in me,
our kiss had slept a thousand years
beneath the Eastern stars.