Notice, that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.

 My girl Lorenza:


All good things vanish in less than a day,
Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay
Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year,
The earth is hell when you leav'st to appear."
-   Thomas Nash, Summer's Last Will and Testament, 1600

























































































































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