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..." That time of year thou mayst in it behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang." ' The face of the youth is grave, as with the shadow of distant sorrow; the face of the man is solemn,...

...DECAY. THAT time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves or none or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruined choirs...self that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glaring of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire,...