I Love The Chill October Days, When The Brown Leaves Lie Thick And Sodden Underneath Your Feet ... The Evenings In Late Autumn Time, When The White Mist Creeps Across The Fields, Making It Seem As Though Old Earth, Feeling The Night Air Cold To Its Poor Bones, Were Drawing Ghostly Bedclothes Round Its Withered Limbs.

-Jerome K. Jerome

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I Love The Chill October Days, When

Jerome K. Jerome

I Love The Chill October Days, When The Brown Leaves Lie Thick And Sodden Underneath Your Feet ... The Evenings In Late Autumn Time, When The White Mist Creeps Across The Fields, Making It Seem As Though Old Earth, Feeling The Night Air Cold To Its Poor Bones, Were Drawing Ghostly Bedclothes Round Its Withered Limbs.

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Lying

Autumn

Night

After A Cup Of Tea (two Spoonsful For Each Cup, And Don't Let It Stand More Than Three Minutes,) It Says To The Brain, "now, Rise, And Show Your Strength. Be Eloquent, And Deep, And Tender; See, With A Clear Eye, Into Nature And Into Life; Spread Your White Wings Of Quivering Thought, And Soar, A God-like Spirit, Over The Whirling World Beneath You, Up Through Long Lanes Of Flaming Stars To The Gates Of Eternity!

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Eye

Wings