Autumn Quote by William C. Bryant Download Open image “Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.” — William C. Bryant ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Autumn days Autumn equinox Autumn inspirational Autumn love Autumn season Autumnal equinox Equinox Fall Fall autumn Fall season Indian summer Inspirational Lasts Nature Seasons Years
“Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile." [ Indian Summer ]” — John Howard Bryant Copy Share Image
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face." [ The Autumnal ]” — John Donne Copy Share Image
Another year.. Another smile.. Another tear.. Another winter n' Summer too.. But there can never be another you..Â¥ — Augustin Jose Copy Share Image
“Autumn is the time of year when Mother Nature says, “Look how easy, how healthy, and how beautiful letting go can be.” — Toni Sorenson Copy Share Image
“Autumn is the best time of year. Maybe the worst for being a single girl of twenty-six, but in every other way, it’s perfect.… — Holly Hall Copy Share Image
“Autumn always fascinated me—so much beauty in dying. Leaves holding on until the bitter end, finally going down in a blaze of glory, almost… — Myra Mcentire Copy Share Image
Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter — Carol Bishop Hipps Copy Share Image
Another monther. Another year. Another smile. Another tear. Another winter and another summer too. But ther can never be another you. — Crystal;P Copy Share Image
The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Lo! while we are gazing, in swifter haste Stream down the snows, till the air is white, As, myriads by myriads madly chased, They… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows; Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods All flushed with… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,- The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
And the blue gentian-flower, that, in the breeze, Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
A silence, the brief Sabbath of an hour, Reigns o'er the fields; the laborer sits within His dwelling; he has left his steers awhile,… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth underneath, the… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
The American spring is by no means so agreeable as the American autumn; both move with faltering step, and slow; but this lingering pace,… — Frances Trollope Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“FALL I've never liked orange not even a hint of yellow though that doesn't mean I'm derange, you know. but it's still a riddle… — Kynna Claire Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Easter blessings All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves awaken our senses and power to love and be whole Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of… — Martha Ostenso Copy Share Image
The ascent of any route begins, in dreams at least, the autumn before. Our minds ring, involuntarily, with the alluring names of mountains, aiguilles,… — Gaston Rebuffat Copy Share Image
