It was the autumn of the year;
The strawberry-leaves were red and sere;
October's airs were fresh and chill,
When, pausing on the windy hill,
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I love this poem, once I got to the end and realized that she had escaped this life and left him behind, I felt like on some level I knew it all along, and if I didn't, then I certainly should have known.
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I love this poem, once I got to the end and realized that she had escaped this life and left him behind, I felt like on some level I knew it all along, and if I didn't, then I certainly should have known.