In Red And Gold

. 1 How sweet she looked I did not so ji ' The glint oí sun on changing tree. My eyes were fixod upon the glow On her fair cheek. I did but know That she was standing nigh to ine. But she in silent ecstasy Drank in the color and the rIow Of that fair scène, nor seenied to know That (all its beauty lost on me I gazed on lier and could but see How sweet she looked. "In red and gold," she sighed "how fair The coloring of those maples therel" But still my eyes did but behold The beauty that did her enfold. For, witli that, yision standing there. In dull red gown and golden liair, Small care had I what beauties rare, Wliat other wealth that wood might hold In red and gold.