A SONG FOR AUTUMN.

Andantino.

Good-bye, daisy pink, and rose, and snow-white lily too;

Every pretty flower that blows, here’s a kiss for you.

Good-bye, merry bird and bee, and take this tiny song....

For the ones you sang to me all the summer long.

Good-bye, mossy little rill, that shivers in the cold;

Leaves, that fall on vale and hill, cover you with gold.

Good-bye, pretty birds that roam, and rills, and flowers, and trees;

But when winter’s gone, come home; come whene’er you please.