Behold that tree, in Autumn’s dim decay
โBehold that tree, in Autumnโs dim decayโ reflects on mortality, likening autumn’s leaf loss to human fear of death.
Behold that Tree, in Autumnโs dim decay,
ย ย Stript by the frequent, chill, and eddying Wind;
ย ย Where yet some yellow, lonely leaves we find
ย ย Lingering and trembling on the naked spray,