“Child’s Song” - Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909)

What is gold worth, say, Worth for work or play, Worth to keep or pay, Hide or throw away,     Hope about or fear?          What is love worth, pray?     Worth a tear? Golden on the mould Lie the dead leaves roll’d Of the wet woods old,          Yellow leaves and cold,     Woods without a dove; Gold is worth but gold;     Love ’s worth love.

Autumn Leaves, Ellen Robbins, 1870