autumn days - Популярные cтихи, рассказы и фанфики

In dreams of the night I hear the call Of wild duck scudding across the lake,
In dreams I see the old convent wall, Where Ottawa's waters surge and break
But Hercule awakes me ere the sun Has painted the eastern skies with gold
Herc...

I have been through the woods
And the leaves were falling,
Summer had crept away,
And the birds were not calling