William C. Bryant Quotes
Ere, in the northern gale,The summer tresses of the trees are gone, The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,
Ere, in the northern gale,
The summer tresses of the trees are gone,
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,
Have put their glory on. (William C. Bryant)
The summer tresses of the trees are gone,
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,
Have put their glory on. (William C. Bryant)