Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them --
The summer flowers depart --
Sit still -- as all transform'd to stone,
Except your musing heart.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
who doesnt love autumn colours
and heres a train full for you
you can get my part here
2 comments:
Thank you for this portion of the OScraps Blog Train. I hope you will forgive me If I also post my thank you for the SYOU Blog Train download too. I started to write and then the computer sent me to this site. Any way thank you for your generosity for giving both portions.
Gorgeous papers!! Thank you so much for sharing!!!
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