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Fade, flowers, fade! Nature will have it so; 'tis but what we in our autumn do.
Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple.
Of all the seasons, autumn offers the most to man and requires the least of him.
Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun.
How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!
Swimming in the cold and the dark of British autumn is not for the faint-hearted.
Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.
I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.
It was like autumn, looking at her. it was like driving up north to see the colors.
When the autumn meets the tranquillity, there you can see the King of the Sceneries!
In this autumn of 1919, in which I write, we are at the dead season of our fortunes.
It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.
In autumn even though I may see it again, how can I sleep with the moon this evening?
I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight.
Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.
The vine that has been made to bear fruit in the spring, withers and dies before autumn.
But memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs a while in the wind and then is heard no more.
When men once reach their autumn, sickly joys fall off apace, as yellow leaves from trees
Summer passes into autumn in some unimaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf.
Every leaf knows that time is very short. All life must be lived before the autumn comes!
There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air.
Dancing of the autumn leaves on the surface of a lake is a dream we see when we are awake!
Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.
All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
THE autumn of 1850 brought an event freighted with deep significance to me. My mother died.
Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.
Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.
There is so much beauty in autumn and so much wisdom; so much separation and so much sorrow!
In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October.
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days.
Just imagine, a cow on the balcony of the nation, what an awful thing, what a shitty country.
The President needs me at the White House. It's autumn, you know, and the leaves need raking.
New York in spring and autumn is absolutely beautiful, but the winter is absolutely depressing.
Spring is strictly sentimental, self-regarding; but I burn more careless in the autumn bonfire.
The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.
Autumn Into earth's lap does throw Brown apples gay in a game of play, As the equinoctials blow.
In the autumn of 1970 I had a job singing in the school system, playing my guitar in classrooms.
Spring and autumn are inconsiderable events in a landscape compared with the shadows of a cloud.
Excessive hype, bankruptcy, cash burning like autumn leaves - such is the stuff of short-selling.
Rest your eyes well before September because with all its colours autumn is coming to visit them!
Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn.
In the autumn of 1929 the mightiest of Americans were, for a brief time, revealed as human beings.
It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring.
There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.
It is only the farmer who faithfully plants seeds in the Spring, who reaps a harvest in the Autumn.