The lands are lit
With all of the autumn blaze of golden-rod,
And everywhere the purple asters nod
And bend and wave and flit. ~ H. Hunt Jackson
From homes that gave them birth,
Autumn leaves, in beauty dying,
Seek the mother breast of earth.
Soon shall all the songless wood
Shiver in the deepening snow,
Mourning in its solitude,
Like some Rachel in her woe.
Slowly sinks the evening sun,
Softly wanes the cheerful light,
And -- the twelve hours' labor done,
Onward sweep the solemn night.
~ Rev. William Newell (Autumn)
melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped
in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit’s tread.
By William Cullen Bryant
Unless a tree
has borne blossoms in the spring, you
will vainly look for fruit o it in autumn. ~ Charles J. Hare
in his leafless bowers, is waiting or the winter's
snow. ~ John Greenleaf Whittier
is an emblem of autumn, and autumn an emblem of declining life.
~ Joseph Guy
The tint of autumn, a mighty flower-garden, blossoming under the
spell of the enchanter Frost. ~ John
the End of Summer -
summer gathers up her robes of glory,
And, like a dream, glides away.
~ Sarah Helen Whitman
wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago,
And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow.
| Autumn | Winter
are the birds that were our summer guests. ~ Longfellow