Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around he here; Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear! How like the hopes of childhood's day, Thick clust'ring on the bough! How like those hopes in their decay— How faded are they now! Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here; Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear! Wither'd leaves, wither'd leaves, that fly before the gale: Withered leaves, withered leaves, ye tell a mournful tale, Of love once true, and friends once kind, And happy moments fled: Dispersed by every breath of wind, Forgotten, changed, or dead! Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here! Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
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Charles Dickens
Charles Dickens. 7 February 1812 – 9 June 1870. Was an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world's best-known fictional cha…
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