Then, if she hath not that serene decline
Which makes the southern Autumn's day appear
As if 't would to a second Spring resign
The season, rather than to Winter drear,—
Of in-door comforts still she hath a mine,—
The sea-coal fires,[677] the "earliest of the year;"[678]Without doors, too, she may compete in mellow,
As what is lost in green is gained in yellow.