"Behold congenial Autumn comes,
the Sabbath of the Year."
- John Logan, 1748 – 1788
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"O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe;
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
- William Blake, To Autumn, 1783
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"Come said the wind to
the leaves one day,
Come o're the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold."
- A Children's Song of the 1880's
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"No Spring nor Summer Beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one Autumnal face."
- John Donne
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