Air Quote by Mary Weston Fordham

The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

However constant the visitations of sickness and bereavement, the fall of the year is most thickly strewn with the fall of human life. Everywhere…

— James Martineau

The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled tones as…

— Patience Strong

“The wind I hear it sighing, with autumn's saddest sound; withered leaves all thick are lying, as spring-flowers on the ground. This dark night…

— Emily Brontë

“The rain is coming down here, but ever so slightly . . . Picture if you will from the heavens above, the tears of…

— Christine Upton

It was one of those somber evenings when the sighing of the wind resembles the moans of a dying man; a storm was brewing,…

— Alfred de Musset

The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gather'd up gold, And now he is dying;- Old age, begin sighing!

— Thomas Hood

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.

— Jean Ingelow

“Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Under the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north - wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast…

— John Milton

In the under-wood and the over-wood there is murmur and trill this day, For every bird is in lyric mood, And the wind will…

— Clinton Scollard

“They fluttered and rustled ceaselessly through the air from all the tree-tops and branches. A delicate silvery sound was falling constantly to earth. It…

— Felix Salten