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Letter "A" » autumn
«Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree»
«I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.»
«I saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To Silence»
Author: Thomas Hood (Humorist, Poet) | Keywords: autumn, misty, morn
«Thou blossom bright with autumn dew,And colored with the heaven's own blue. . . .»
«Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.»
«He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window.»
«My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.»
«Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.»
Author: Dorothy Parker (Poet, Writer) | About: Seasons | Keywords: autumn, drowsy, lousy, summer, winter
«They travel with a constant companion, autumn.»
«It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship.»

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