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If I could paint you the autumn color, the melting glow upon all / things laid, / The violet haze of Indian summer, before its splendor begins to fade, / When scarlet has reached its breathless moment, and gold the hush / of its glory now, / That were a mightier craft than Titian's, the heart to lift and / the head to bow.
I should be lord of a world of rapture, master of magic and gladness, / too, -- / The touch of wonder transcending science, the solace escaping from / line and hue; / I would reveal through tint and texture the very soul of this earth / of ours, / Forever yearning through boundless beauty to exalt the spirit with / all her powers.