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The Spring spreads one green lap of flowers / Which Autumn buries at the fall, / No chilling showers of Autumn hours / Can stay them or recall; / Winds sing a dirge, while earth lays out of sight / Her garment of delight.
The cloven East brings forth the sun, / The cloven West doth bury him / What time his gorgeous race is run / And all the world grows dim; / A funeral moon is lit in heaven's hollow, / And pale the star-lights follow.