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AUTUMN HILL, by                    
First Line: Some silver night when all the world is still
Last Line: And death and I shall walk the silent street.


Some silver night when all the world is still,
I shall go out and climb an autumn hill,
Gold crowned, with russet oaks and drifted leaves
From tall moon-misted trees; and there where breathes
The perfumed night, I shall await my last great love
Whose silent feet I soon shall hear. Above,
The stars shall light the path that leads to me.
His lips will smile, I know, and I shall see
That he is kind; his gentle hands I'll feel
Upon my brow. Then I shall rise and kneel
Before him there in that enchanted place;
And looking up, oh, I shall know his face!
No sombre sigh of sorrow shall I heave,
Nor shed dark tears to show him that I grieve.
Words softly spoken then will touch my breath:
"Do not be frightened, Child. I am only death."
Then while the shadowed sleeping world is still,
We both shall tiptoe softly down the hill.
The moon shall touch to silver our swift feet,
And death and I shall walk the silent street.





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