A Song of Autumn
‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year,
When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad,
When the boughs are yellow and sere ?
Where are the old ones that once we had,
And when are the new ones near ?
What shall we do for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year ?’
‘Child ! can I tell where the garlands go ?
Can I say where the lost leaves veer
On the brown-burnt banks, when the wild winds blow,
When they drift through the dead-wood drear ?
Girl ! when the garlands of next year glow,
You may gather again, my dear—
But I go where the last year’s lost leaves go
At the falling of the year.’
Published in ‘Bush Ballads and Galloping Rhymes’ (1870).