AutumnC. AllenIf I walk in Autumn's evenWhile the dead leaves pass,If I look on Spring's soft heaven, --Something is not there which wasWinter's wondrous frost and snow,Summer's clouds, where are they now?
← LibraryC. Allen · songAutumnSong 4 of 8lyrics: Percy Bysshe ShelleyAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongAutumnlyrics: Percy Bysshe ShelleyIfˈɪfIˈaɪwalkwˈɔːkinˈɪnAutumnˈɔːtʌm'sevenˈiːvənWhilewˈaɪltheðədeaddˈɛdleaveslˈiːvzpasspˈɑːs,IfˈɪfIˈaɪlooklˈʊkonˈɒnSpringspɹˈɪŋ'ssoftsˈɒftheavenhˈɛvən,--SomethingsˈʌmθɪŋisˈɪznotnˈɒtthereðˈeəwhichwˈɪtʃwaswˈɒzWinterwˈɪntɐ'swondrouswˈʌndɹəsfrostfɹˈɒstandˈændsnowsnˈəʊ,Summersˈʌmɐ'scloudsklˈaʊdz,wherewˈeəareə(ɹ)theyðˈeɪnownˈaʊ?