Autumn Woods

When skies are bright and fields are brown

And autumn leaves come drifting down,

All gold and red beneath our tread

In ev'ry woodland way.

October's bright blue sky over meadows brown.

Longwood Gardens

Kennett Square, Pennsylvania

Then all the sturdy forest trees

Bestow their gifts with ev'ry breeze;

Oh, that's the time the world's in rime

And life's a golden day.

In October's sparkling air,

The russet land is strangely fair,

By ev'ry way our feet may stray

We follow pleasure's call.

Iolanthe Rising From The Water
William Russell Flint
(1880-1969)

We love the spring's alluring grace,

And welcome summer's warm embrace,

But, oh, far more we love the store

Of autumn best of all.

"Autumn Woods"
 Lyrics by Nixon Waterman
 Musical Arrangement by Arthur S. Sullivan
from the opera, "Iolanthe"