| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | Sonnet—Age | | By Richard Garnett (1835–1906) |
| | | I WILL not rail or grieve when torpid eld | |
| Frosts the slow-journeying blood, for I shall see | |
| The lovelier leaves hang yellow on the tree, | |
| The nimbler brooks in icy fetters held. | |
| Methinks the aged eye that first beheld | 5 |
| Pale Autumn in her waning pageantry, | |
| Then knew himself, dear Nature, child of thee, | |
| Marking the common doom, that all compell’d. | |
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| No kindred we to her belovèd broods, | |
| If, dying these, we draw a selfish breath; | 10 |
| But one path travel all their multitudes, | |
| And none dispute the solemn Voice that saith: | |
| Sun to thy setting; to your autumn, woods; | |
| Stream to thy sea; and man unto thy death. | | | | |
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