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Poem by William Morris
Autumn
Laden Autumn here I stand
Worn of heart, and weak of hand:
Nought but rest seems good to me,
Speak the word that sets me free.
William Morris
William Morris's other poems:- Atalanta's Race
- The Son's Sorrow
- The Voice Of Toil
- The Burgher's Battle
- The Two Sides Of The River
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Samuel Johnson Autumn ("Alas! with swift and silent pace") John Clare Autumn ("The thistledown's flying, though the winds are all still") Anna Barbauld Autumn ("Farewell the softer hours, Spring's opening blush") Philip Bailey Autumn ("Tis Autumn--and the winds are high") Francis Ledwidge Autumn ("Now leafy winds are blowing cold") William Watson Autumn ("Thou burden of all songs the earth hath sung") Thomas Nashe Autumn ("Autumn hath all the summer's fruitful treasure") Walter Landor Autumn ("Mild is the parting year, and sweet") Alexander Posey Autumn ("IN the dreamy silence") Lydia Sigourney Autumn ("Tree! why hast thou doffed thy mantle of green")
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