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William Cullen Bryant
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quote: The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.
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William Shakespeare
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quote: Doubt that the stars are fire Doubt that the sun doth shine Doubt that truth be a liar But never doubt that I love.
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Walter John de La Mare
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quote: It’s a very odd thing— As odd as can be— That whatever Miss T. eats Turns into Miss T. Porridge and apples, Mince, muffins and mutton, Jam, junket, jumbles— Not a rap, not a button It matters; the moment They’re out of her plate, Though shared by Miss But
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