SONNET
ON
THE
APPROACH
OF
AUTUMN
.
FAREWEL
gay
Summer
!
now
the
changing
wind
That
Autumn
brings
commands
thee
to
retreat
;
It
fades
the
roses
which
thy
temples
bind
,
And
the
green
sandals
which
adorn
thy
feet
.
Now
flies
with
thee
the
walk
at
eventide
,
That
favouring
hour
to
rapt
enthusiasts
dear
;
When
most
they
love
to
seek
the
mountain
side
,
And
mark
the
pomp
of
twilight
hastening
near
.
Then
fairy
forms
around
the
poet
throng
,
On
every
cloud
a
glowing
charm
he
sees
....
Sweet
Evening
,
these
delights
to
thee
belong
:
....
But
now
,
alas
!
comes
Autumn's
chilling
breeze
,
And
early
Night
,
attendant
on
its
sway
,
Bears
in
her
envious
veil
sweet
Fancy's
hour
away
.