Autumn
Laden Autumn here I stand Worn of heart, and weak of hand: Nought but rest seems good to me, Speak the word that sets me free.
William Morris
Laden Autumn here I stand Worn of heart, and weak of hand: Nought but rest seems good to me, Speak the word that sets me free.
In these four short lines, William Morris pictures autumn as a person, weighed down and utterly exhausted. The speaker—this “Laden Autumn”—stands before us, drained both emotionally and physically: “Worn of heart, and weak of hand.” It’s not just tiredness from a season’s work; it’s a bone-deep…
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