golden leaves Quotes

Autumn is really the best of the seasons; and I'm not sure that old age isn't the best part of life.

Of all the seasons, autumn offers the most to man and requires the least of him.

Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.

Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.

Autumn truly is what summer pretends to be: the best of all seasons. It is as glorious as summer is tedious; as subtle as summer is obvious; as refreshing as summer is wearying. Autumn seems like paradise.

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

My featherbed is deep and soft, and there I’ll lay you down, I’ll dress you all in yellow silk and on your head a crown. For you shall be my lady love, and I shall be your lord. I’ll always keep you warm and safe, and guard you with my sword. And how she smiled and how she laughed, the maiden of the tree. She spun away and said to him, no featherbed for me. I’ll wear a gown of golden leaves, and bind my hair with grass, But you can be my forest love, and me your forest lass.

Behold congenial Autumn comes, the Sabbath of the Year.

Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson.

I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.

There seemed nothing so true as a yellow tree.

Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow, signaling the later days of autumn.

What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money?