As kings who see their little life-day pa**,
Take off the heavy ermine and the crown,
So had the trees that autumn-time laid down
Their golden garments on the faded gra**,
When I, who watched the seasons in the gla**
Of mine own thoughts, saw all the autumn's brown
Leap into life and don a sunny gown
Of leaf*ge such as happy April has.
Great spring came singing upward from the south;
For in my heart, far carried on the wind,
Your words like winged seeds took root and grew,
And all the world caught music from your mouth;
I saw the light as one who had been blind,
And knew my sun and song and spring were you.