Come autumn sae pensive, in yellow and gray,

And soothe me wi' tidings o' nature's decay;

The dark, dreary winter, and wild-driving snaw

Alane can delight me—now Nannie's awa.

Many poems are introduced with a note of the season, even when it has no marked relation to the tone of the poem. [The Cotter's Saturday Night] opens with

November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh;

[The Jolly Beggars] with

When lyart leaves bestrew the yird;

[The Epistle to Davie] with

While winds frae off Ben-Lomond blaw,