[00:03.25]094.Autumn [00:14.72]There is no month in the whole year, [00:17.57]in which nature wears a more beautiful appearance than in the month of August! Spring has many beauties, [00:26.72]and May is a fresh and blooming month, [00:29.85]but the charms of this time of year are enhanced by their contrast with the winter season. [00:37.30]August has no such advantage. It comes when we remember nothing but clear skies, [00:45.07]green fields and sweet smelling flowers when the recollection of snow, and ice, [00:51.61]and bleak winds, has faded from our minds as completely as they have disappeared from the earth [00:58.78]and yet what a pleasant time it is! Orchards and corn-fields ring with the hum of labour; [01:07.26]trees bend beneath the thick clusters of ripe fruit, which bows their branches to the ground; [01:13.87]and the corn, piled in graceful sheaves, or waving in every light breath that sweeps above it, [01:22.13]as if it wooed the sickle, tinges the landscape with a golden hue. [01:28.14]A mellow softness appears to hang over the whole earth; [01:32.21]the influence of the season seems to extend itself to the every wagon, [01:38.02]whose slow motion across the well-reaped field, is perceptible only to the eye, [01:44.78]but strikes with no harsh sound upon the ear.

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