Symphony in Yellow
An omnibus across the bridge
- Crawls like a yellow butterfly,
- And, here and there, a passer-by
Shows like a little restless midge.
Big barges full of yellow hay
- Are moved against the shadowy wharf,
- And, like a yellow silken scarf,
The thick fog hangs along the quay.
The yellow leaves begin to fade
- And flutter from the Temple elms,
- And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.