Autumn Song by Dante Gabriel Rosetti

Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf

How the heart feels a languid grief

Autumn Song by Dante Gabriel Rosetti 

recited by "The Wordman"

Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf

How the heart feels a languid grief

   Laid on it for a covering,

   And how sleep seems a goodly thing

In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

And how the swift beat of the brain

Falters because it is in vain,

   In Autumn at the fall of the leaf

   Knowest thou not? and how the chief

Of joys seems—not to suffer pain?

Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf

How the soul feels like a dried sheaf

   Bound up at length for harvesting,

   And how death seems a comely thing

In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?