See the leaves around us falling
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See the leaves around us falling,Dry and withered to the groundThus to thoughtless mortals calling,In a sad and solemn sound;—
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"Youth on length of days presuming,Who the paths of pleasure tread,View us, late in beauty blooming,Numbered now among the dead.
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"Yearly in our course appearing,Messengers of shortest stay,Thus we preach in mortal hearing,—Ye, like us, shall pass away."