“O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven like ghosts from… — Ode to the West Wind Copy Share Image
When on the breath of Autumn's breeze, From pastures dry and brown, Goes floating, like an idle thought, The fair, white thistle-down;… — Mary Howitt Copy Share Image
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being. Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The first breath of autumn was in the air, a prodigal feeling, a feeling of wanting, taking, and keeping before it is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The birds laugh loud and long together When Fashion's followers speed away At the first cool breath of autumn weather. Why, this… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
