Thomas Hardy - Autumn in King's Hintock Park lyrics

Here by the baring bough   Raking up leaves, Often I ponder how   Springtime deceives, - I, an old woman now,   Raking up leaves. Here in the avenue   Raking up leaves, Lords' ladies pa** in view,   Until one heaves Sighs at life's russet hue,   Raking up leaves! Just as my shape you see   Raking up leaves, I saw, when fresh and free,   Those memory weaves Into grey ghosts by me,   Raking up leaves. Yet, Dear, though one may sigh,   Raking up leaves, New leaves will dance on high -   Earth never grieves! - Will not, when missed am I   Raking up leaves.