If saved, the praise, oh God! be only thine.

Autumn and Sunset.

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Hail, sober Autumn! thee I love,

Thy healthful breeze and clear blue sky;

And more than flowers of Spring admire

Thy falling leaves of richer dye.

’Twas even thus when life was young,

I welcomed Autumn with delight;

Although I knew that with it came