AUTUMN DAYS.
Oh, Autumn is a Gypsy boy Who ever loves to stray; His red and yellow rags of joy Change colour dny by day. He wanders over down and weald, Through bracken bent and brown j Ho saunters past in lane and field, Flaunting his berried crown.
This is the song ho sings to you: " Oh, Children, come and play Among the grass-spears tipped with dew, Where leaves fall golden gay. See—hero tho wood-nuts ripen best; Hero jewelled cobwebs spread; nero in a last year's mngpic's nesb Squirrels hide berries red.
" Hark! —I'll sing you tho Wind's new song, Teach you the Dead Leaves' Dnnco; Come—days grow short and nights grow long, Don't lose a fleeting chance; Come—ere long I must bid good-byo." Thus, wrapt in evening mists. Autumn tho Gypsy dances by, To wander whoro ho lists. —Joan Gordon.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20868, 9 May 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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141AUTUMN DAYS. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20868, 9 May 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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