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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512672" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Autumn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! with swift and silent pace,<br>Impatient time rolls on the year;<br>The Seasons change, and Nature's face<br>Now sweetly smiles, now frowns severe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas Spring, 'twas Summer, all was gay,<br>Now Autumn bends a cloudy brow; <br>The flowers of Spring are swept away, <br>And Summer fruits desert the bough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The verdant leaves that play'd on high,<br>And wanton'd on the western breeze,<br>Now trod in dust neglected lie,<br>As Boreas strips the bending trees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fields that waved with golden grain,<br>As russet heaths are wild and bare;<br>Not moist with dew, but drench'd in rain,<br>Nor health nor pleasure wanders there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more, while through the midnight shade<br>Beneath the moon's pale orb I stray,<br>Soft pleasing woes my heart invade,<br>As Progne pours the melting lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From this capricious clime she soars,<br>O! would some god but wings supply!<br>To where each morn the Spring restores,<br>Companion of her flight I'd try.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vain wish! me fate compels to bear<br>The downward season's iron reign,<br>Compels to breathe the polluted air,<br>And shiver on a blasted plain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What bliss to life can Autumn yield,<br>If glooms, and showers,and storms prevail;<br>And Ceres flies the naked field,<br>And flowers and fruits, and Phoebus fail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! what remains, what lingers yet, <br>To cheer me in the darkening hour!<br>The grape remains! the friend of wit,<br>In love, and mirth, of mighty power.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Haste - press the clusters, fill the bowl; <br>Apollo! shoot thy parting ray:<br>This gives the sunshine of the soul,<br>This god of health, and verse, and day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still - still the jocund train shall flow,<br>The pulse with vigorous rapture beat;<br>My Stella with new charms shall glow,<br>And every bliss in wine shall meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Johnson">Samuel Johnson</a><div class=q>
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Impatient time rolls on the year;
The Seasons change, and Nature's face
Now sweetly smiles, now frowns severe.

'Twas Spring, 'twas Summer, all was gay,
Now Autumn bends a cloudy brow; 
The flowers of Spring are s..."></div>
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