Lovely Spring, A Brief Sweet Thing, Is Swift On The Wing; Gracious Summer, A Slow Sweet Comer, Hastens Past; Autumn While Sweet Is All Incomplete With A Moaning Blast, - Nothing Can Last, Can Be Cleaved Unto, Can Be Dwelt Upon; It Is Hurried Through, It Is Come And Gone, Undone It Cannot Be Done, It Is Ever To Do, Ever Old, Ever New, Ever Waxing Old And Lapsing To Winter Cold.