Yellow, Mellow, Ripened Days, Sheltered In A Golden Coating; O'Er The Dreamy, Listless Haze, White And Dainty Cloudlets Floating; Winking At The Blushing Trees, And The Sombre, Furrowed Fallow; Smiling At The Airy Ease Of The Southward-Flying Swallow. Sweet And Smiling Are Thy Ways, Beauteous, Golden, Autumn Days! Shivering, Quivering, Tearful Days, Fretfully And Sadly Weeping; Dreading Still, With Anxious Gaze, Icy Fetters Round Thee Creeping; O'Er The Cheerless, Withered Plain, Woefully And Hoarsely Calling; Pelting Hail And Drenching Rain On Thy Scanty Vestments Falling. Sad And Mournful Are Thy Ways, Grieving, Wailing, Autumn Days!