Very True the Linnets Sing

 Very true, the linnets sing 
Sweetest in the leaves of spring: 
You have found in all these leaves 
That which changes and deceives, 
And, to pine by sun or star, 
Left them, false ones as they are.
 
But there be who walk beside 
Autumn's, till they all have died, 
And who lend a patient ear 
To low notes from branches sere.

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