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Autumn arrives in the early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Autumn arrives in the early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer read more
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire; but a single tree is like a dancing tongue read more
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire; but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
In a way winter is the real spring, the time when the inner things happen, the resurge of nature.
In a way winter is the real spring, the time when the inner things happen, the resurge of nature.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'
Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'
Autumn to winter, winter into spring,
Spring into summer, summer into fall,--
So rolls the changing year, read more
Autumn to winter, winter into spring,
Spring into summer, summer into fall,--
So rolls the changing year, and so we change;
Motion so swift, we know not that we move.
Our seasons have no fixed returns,
Without our will they come and go;
At noon our sudden read more
Our seasons have no fixed returns,
Without our will they come and go;
At noon our sudden summer burns,
Ere sunset all is snow.
