Yellow, mellow, ripened days,
  Sheltered in a golden coating;
    O'er the dreamy, listless haze,
      White and dainty cloudlets floating;
        Winking at the blushing trees,
          And the sombre, furrowed fallow;
            Smiling at the airy ease,
              Of the southward flying swallow
                Sweet and smiling are thy ways,
                  Beauteous, golden Autumn days.
      - Will Carleton, Autumn Days