Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them —
The summer flowers depart —
Sit still — as all transform’d to stone,
Except your musing heart.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.
Stanley Horowitz
It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.
P.D. James
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
Hal Borland
There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
I've not read a lot of Elizabeth's poetry beyond How Shall I Love Thee sorts, though after reading this, I think I should look her up again.
ReplyDeleteSo lovely! Pics and verses. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteOhhhhhh, nice images and words, La Tea Dah. I love Elizabeth Browning's "How do I love thee, let me count the ways," also.
ReplyDeleteTake care and have a happy autumn Sunday! Susan
I loved all of these...the verses and the pictures. Beautiful! Thank you for sharing them. I might just borrow them for the classroom!!!
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