Nature
A Song of Spring and Autumn
From The Poets and the Poetry of the Century, ed. Alfred H. Miles
In the season of white wild roses
We two went hand in hand:
But now in the ruddy autumn
Together already we stand.
O pale pearl-necklace that wander'd
O'er the white-thorn's tangled head!
The white-thorn is turn'd to russet,
The pearls to purple red!
On the topmost orchard branches
It then was crimson and snow;
Where now the gold-red apples
Burn on the turf below.
And between the trees the children
In and out run hand in hand;
And, with smiles that answer their smiling.
We two together stand.
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MLA
Palgrave, Francis Turner. “A Song of Spring and Autumn.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/palgrave/1/.
Chicago
Palgrave, Francis Turner. “A Song of Spring and Autumn.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/palgrave/1/.
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