I know that Beauty must ail and die,
And will be born again, — but ah, to see
Beauty stiffened, staring up at the sky!
Oh, Autumn! Autumn! — What is the Spring to me?


Second April (1921)


I know that Beauty must ail and die, And will be born again, — but ah, to see Beauty stiffened, staring up at the sky! Oh, Autumn! Autumn! — What ...

I know that Beauty must ail and die, And will be born again, — but ah, to see Beauty stiffened, staring up at the sky! Oh, Autumn! Autumn! — What ...

I know that Beauty must ail and die, And will be born again, — but ah, to see Beauty stiffened, staring up at the sky! Oh, Autumn! Autumn! — What ...

I know that Beauty must ail and die, And will be born again, — but ah, to see Beauty stiffened, staring up at the sky! Oh, Autumn! Autumn! — What ...