| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900. |
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| Walter Savage Landor. 1775–1864 |
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| 575. Late Leaves |
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| THE leaves are falling; so am I; | |
| The few late flowers have moisture in the eye; | |
| So have I too. | |
| Scarcely on any bough is heard | |
| Joyous, or even unjoyous, bird | 5 |
| The whole wood through. | |
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| Winter may come: he brings but nigher | |
| His circle (yearly narrowing) to the fire | |
| Where old friends meet. | |
| Let him; now heaven is overcast, | 10 |
| And spring and summer both are past, | |
| And all things sweet. | |
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