In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red….

A thought may be very commendable as a thought, but I value it chiefly as a window through which I can obtain insight on the thinker..

In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October..

The sea complains upon a thousand shores..