The Withered Leaf

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Title:     The Withered Leaf
Author: William Lisle Bowles [More Titles by Bowles]

Oh! mark the withered leaves that fall
In silence to the ground;
Upon the human heart they call,
And preach without a sound.

They say, So passes man's brief year!
To-day, his green leaves wave;
To-morrow, changed by time, and sere,
He drops into the grave.

Let Wisdom be our sole concern,
Since life's green days are brief!
And faith and heavenly hope shall learn
A lesson from the LEAF.

[The end]
William Lisle Bowles's poem: Withered Leaf

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