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The damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the…
Quote byWalter Savage Landor · 1775–1864
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Reported in Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 8..
English (original)
The damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the necessity of their fall; and thus insensibly are we, as years close around us, detached from our tenacity of life by the gentle pressure of recorded sorrow.
— Walter Savage Landor
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