This is not all folly admire Autumn;
The nemesis of Summer o`erthrown,
All his high-praised glory gone in season
Heralding this wintry chill to reign unbounded.
This is not all folly yet exempt the youth;
Caught in the lewd ditties of this age,
Like a flower in a bud of Nature`s warmth
Soon the petals wither and sorrow come!
This is not all folly chasing eternal light;
Wishing not to give in nor surrender,
The unforgiving vision in mind incessant
Seeking no compromise despite the hinder.
Myriad of rhymes I have sung;
All wanting this one wishing.
