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“Cold autumn, wan with wrath of wind and rain, Saw pass a soul sweet as the sovereign tune That death smote silent when he smote again.”

Soul Saws Sweet Wind Cold Rain Silent Tunes Autumn Sovereign Wrath Wind And Rain

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Algernon Charles Swinburne (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Algernon Charles Swinburne (Illustrated)

“Melancholy is kind of sweet sometimes, I think. It's not a negative thing. It's not a mean thing. It's just something that happens in life, like autumn.”

Thinking Kind Mean Sometimes Happens Sweet Negative Autumn Melancholy

Author:Bill Murray

“The mellow autumn came, and with it came The promised party, to enjoy its sweets. The corn is cut, the manor full of game; The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats In russet jacket;--lynx-like is his aim; Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats. An, nutbrown partridges! An, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.”

Games Grows Sports Enjoy Party Cutting Wonderful Sweet Beats Aim Brilliant Range Bags Autumn Corn Jackets Peasants Feats Mellow Sportsman Fall Autumn Pointers Poachers Pheasants

Book:DON JUAN

Source: DON JUAN

“The substance of mind is the substance of heaven. A joyful thought is an auspicious star or a felicitous cloud. An angry thought is a thunderstorm or a violent rain. A kind thought is a gentle breeze or a sweet dew. A stern thought is a fierce sun or an autumn frost. Which of these can be eliminated? Just let them pass away as they arise, open and unresisting, and your mind merges with the spacious sky.”

Mind Kind Heaven Stars Sun Sky Sweet Rain Angry Clouds Violent Arise Substance Gentle Taoism Autumn Fierce Joyful Breeze Dew Passing Away Frost Thunderstorm Kind Thoughts

Author:Zicheng Hong

“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.”

Source: Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard

“Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.”

Giving Years Grows Love Is Sweet Flower Blessing Fairs Miracle Winter Snow Soil Autumn Frost Blooming Winter Snow Undaunted

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Louisa May Alcott (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Louisa May Alcott (Illustrated)

“Peter curled his hands into fists at his sides. 'Kiss me,' he said. She leaned towards him slowly, until her face was too close to be in focus. Her hair fell over Peter's shoulder like a curtain and her eyes closed. She smelled like autumn-like apple cider and slanting sun and the snap of the coming cold. He felt his heart scrambling, caught inside the confines of his own body. Josie's lips landed just on the edge of his, almost his cheek and not quite his mouth. 'I'm glad I wasn't stuck in here alone,' she said shyly, and he tasted the words, sweet as mint on her breath.”

Source: The Jodi Picoult Collection #3: Vanishing Acts, The Tenth Circle, and Nineteen Minutes

“Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.”

Ends Nature Environment Sweet Autumn Joyful Natural Environment Fall Season October And Fall

Author:Remy de Gourmont

“Those final weeks, spanning end of summer and the beginning of another autumn, are blurred in memory, perhaps because our understanding of each other had reached that sweet depth where two people communicate more often in silence than in words: an affectionate quietness replaces the tensions, the unrelaxed chatter and chasing about that produce a friendship’s more showy, more, in the surface sense, dramatic moments.”

“He Looked and smelt like Autumn's very brother, his face being sunburnt to wheat-colour, his eyes blue as corn-flowers, his sleeves and leggings dyed with fruit-stains, his hands clammy with the sweet juice of apples, his hat sprinkled with pips, and everywhere about him the sweet atmosphere of cider which at its first return each season has such an indescribable fascination for those who have been born and bred among the orchards.”

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Thomas Hardy (Illustrated)