George Edmunds' Song

  Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around he here;
  Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
  How like the hopes of childhood's day,
  Thick clust'ring on the bough!
  How like those hopes in their decay-
  How faded are they now!
  Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here;
  Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
 
  Wither'd leaves, wither'd leaves, that fly before the gale:
  Withered leaves, withered leaves, ye tell a mournful tale,
  Of love once true, and friends once kind,
  And happy moments fled:
  Dispersed by every breath of wind,
  Forgotten, changed, or dead!
  Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here!
  Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!