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Lo! I am come to autumn, / When all the leaves are gold; / Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out / The year and I are old.
In youth I sought the prince of men, / Captain in cosmic wars, / Our Titan, even the weeds would show / Defiant, to the stars.
But now a great thing in the street / Seems any human nod, / Where shift in strange democracy / The million masks of God.
In youth I sought the golden flower / Hidden in wood or wold, / But I am come to autumn, / When all the leaves are gold.