i could fell to others feet
I could fell to one's feet....
I have four seasons: that pass by my life,
And every man and woman; travels along these.
Then they fell down as like a dry leaf.
I have my comely spring; when senses strong,
All beauty comes in shape of relish and relief.
Then summer, that fills my small boutique
By calm beauty, and by Morn,
I wake as an elite.
In such luxury, I look upon others with eyes oblique,
Then autumn comes, with dry
cough;
I begin loose heat, struck dumb, like an alien fowl,
Unable to compete; then winter
appears to fill his oath;
I forget fly over the blue seas--
A fear begins inwardly; that
I could fell to ones feet---
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