“When the night-wind bewaileth the fall of the year,
And sweeps from the forest the leaves that are sere;
I wake from my slumber and list to the roar
And it saith to my spirit, "No more, never more!"”

—  Epes Sargent

When the Night-wind bewaileth, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

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