Reason

Reason
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While wafts of song blew shoreward, dim and sweet
And sleeping still (because unwaked by you)
I dreamed and dreamed, and thought my visions truc
I woke when all the crimson color faded
And wanton Autumn’s lips and cheeks were pale;
And when the sorrowing year had slowly waded,
With failing footsteps, through the snow-filled vale
I woke and knew the glamour of a season
Had lent illusive lustre to a dream,
And, looking in the clear, calm eyes of Reason,
I smiled and said, “Farewell to things that seem”
“Twas but a red leaf from a lush September
The wind of dreams across my pathway blew;
But oh! my love! the whole round year, remember,
With all its seasons, I bestow on you
The red leaf perished in the first cold blast;
The full year’s harvests at your feet I cast