Albert Camus, as quoted in Visions from Earth (2004) by James R. Miller, p. 126
The autumn wood the aster knows, The empty nest, the wind that grieves, The sunlight breaking thro' the shade, The squirrel chattering overhead, The timid rabbits lighter tread Among the rustling leaves.dora read goodale
There is at least a punky spark in my heart and it may blaze in this autumn gold, fanned by the King. Some of my grandfathers must have been born on a muirland for there is heather in me, and tinctures of bog juices, that send me to Cassiope, and oozing through all my veins impel me unhaltingly through endless glacier meadows, seemingly the deeper and danker the better.john muir
Sweet April! Many a thought is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed. Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought, life's golden fruit is shed.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and glen.william cullen bryant
In the autumn of 1929 the mightiest of Americans were, for a brief time, revealed as human beings.john kenneth galbraith
Perhaps when all the world is bare And cruel winter holds the land,The Love that finds no place to hide Will run and catch my hand.I shall not care to have him then, I shall be bitter and a-cold —It grows too late for frolicking When all the world is old.Then little hiding Love, come forth, Come forth before the autumn goes,And let us seek thro' ruined paths The garden's last red rose.sara teasdale
Then cricket sing thy song, or answer mineThine whispers blame, but mine has naught but praisesIt matters not. — Behold the autumn goes,The Shadow grows,The moments take hold of eternity;Even while we stop to wrangle or repineOur lives are goneLike thinnest mist,Like yon escaping colour in the tree: —Rejoice! rejoice! whilst yet the hours existRejoice or mourn, and let the world swing onUnmoved by Cricket-song of thee or me.frederick goddard tuckerman
He is outside of everything, and an alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window.Henry James
Does not all the world know that when in autumn the Bismarcks of the world, or they who are bigger than Bismarcks, meet at this or that delicious haunt of salubrity, the affairs of the world are then settled in little conclaves, with grater ease, rapidity, and certainty than in large parliaments or the dull chambers of public offices?Anthony Trollope
The damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the necessity of their fall; and thus insensibly are we, as years close around us, detached from our tenacity of life by the gentle pressure of recorded sorrow.
The wind blows out, the bubble dies; The spring entomb'd in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past and man forgot.
The autumn days grow short and cold; / It's Christmas time again. / Then snows of winter slowly melt. / The day grows short, / And then... / He turns the seasons around, / And so she changes... her gown: / Mother Earth... and Father Time. / [words are slowly being reduced to a whisper] How very special are we... / For just a moment... to be... / Part of life's... eternal... rhyme.
The autumn wood the aster knows,The empty nest, the wind that grieves,The sunlight breaking thro' the shade,The squirrel chattering overhead,The timid rabbits lighter treadAmong the rustling leaves.dora read goodale
Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard! Heap high the golden corn! No richer gift has autumn poured From out her lavish horn!john greenleaf whittier
But then to part! to part when Time Has wreathed his tireless wing with flowers, And spread the richness of a clime Of fairy o'er this land of ours; When glistening leaves and shaded streams In the soft light of autumn lay, And, like the music of our dreams, The viewless breezes seemed to stray 'T was bitter then to rend the heart With the sad thought that we must part; And, like some low and mournful spell, To whisper but one word farewell!
At the head of Flora's dance; Simple Snow-drop, then in thee All thy sister-train I see; Every brilliant bud that blows, From the blue-bell to the rose; All the beauties that appear, On the bosom of the Year, All that wreathe the locks of Spring, Summer's ardent breath perfume, Or on the lap of autumn bloom, All to thee their tribute bring.james montgomery
I trust in Nature for the stable laws Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant And autumn garner to the end of time. I trust in God the right shall be the right And other than the wrong, while he endures; I trust in my own soul, that can perceive The outward and the inward, Nature's good And God's.Robert Browning
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