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Throughout these mellow autumn days, / All sweet and dim, and soft with haze, / I argue with my unwise heart, / That fain would choose the idler's part.
My heart says, "Let us lie and dream / Under the sunshine's softened beam. / This is the dream-time of the year, / When Heaven itself seems bending near.