“But ’neath yon crimson tree
Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame,
Nor mark, within its roseate canopy,
Her blush of maiden shame.”

—  William Cullen Bryant

Autumn Woods. Reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
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American romantic poet and journalist 1794–1878

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