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#autumn

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My Department has already recognised this and has been working specifically on the technical support issue since January and will offer advice to schools during the Autumn term. ↗


— Estelle Morris


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But I do feel a little teeny right now that I'm just about ready to start, and winter is entering. Half past autumn has arrived. ↗


— Gordon Parks


#arrived #autumn #entering #feel #half

THE autumn of 1850 brought an event freighted with deep significance to me. My mother died. ↗


— John Sergeant Wise


#brought #deep #died #event #freighted

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. ↗


— William Allingham


#autumn #burns #day #dead #fall

No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring. ↗


— Samuel Johnson


#delighting #flowers #fruits #his #man

The sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. ↗


— Martin Luther King, Jr.


#autumn #discontent #freedom #invigorating #legitimate

The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is weather beaten, he wears a hooded sash with a silver hat about his head... The autumn wind is a Raider, pillaging just for fun. ↗


— Steve Sabol


#along #autumn #beaten #face #fun

Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn. ↗


— Walter Scott


#autumn #blossoms #borne #fruit #look

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been! ↗


— Percy Bysshe Shelley


#been #could #had #harmony #heard

Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street...by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese. ↗


— Hal Borland


#fall #autumn






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