Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish:
I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.
Ovid
Ovid
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Joy found
- Greg Anderson
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The coastal region of Schleswig-Holstein is worth more than a short break, but better short as nothing. We enjoyed so much being at the seaside again and most places were free and not overcrowded.
Welcome September
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September
The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
the grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.
But none of all this beauty
Which floods the earth and air
Is unto me the secret
Which makes September fair.
‘T is a thing which I remember;
To name it thrills me yet:
One day of one September
I never can forget.
by Helen Hunt Jackson
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