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Autumn Wealth

Look yon, the sun again is rolling down the sky:
Each day shows less and less of its majestic rays,
Stretches out more and more the shadows of all things,
And in a greater haste descends beyond the hills.
The winds, with wings bespread, show nasty arrogance,
And hum as they dispel the last of summer's warmth.
The weather, too, is now inclement, harsh and cold;
It drives the young and strong to their warm sheepskin coats,
Compels the old and weak to hug the blazing stove,
Goads one and all to stay within the windtight home,
And there to cook and eat lukewarm or steaming soups.
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