“The sweet calm sunshine of October, now warms the low spot; upon it grassy mold The purple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold.”
~ William Cullen Bryant
“The sweet calm sunshine of October, now warms the low spot; upon it grassy mold The purple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold.”
~ William Cullen Bryant
