Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot
No Spring nor Summer Beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one Autumnal face.
John Donne
Elegy IX--The Autumnal.
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall.
Johnny Mercer
[There are so many fine versions of Autumn Leaves. An unlikely favorite of mine is Nick Brignola's, medium-tempo on a baritone sax, from his album Live at Sweet Basil.]
Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.
William Cullen Bryant
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