Autumnal

 

"To Sorrow

I bade good morrow,

And thought to leave her far away behind,

But cheerly, cheerly,

She loves me dearly;

She is so constant to me and so kind.

I would deceive her,

And so leave her,

But ah! she is so constant and so kind."

 

-John Keats "Endymion" book 4, lines 173-181

quoted in The Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy