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.