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[highlight-text]The melancholy days have come the saddest of the year Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.
William Cullen Bryant
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[highlight-text]O it sets my heart a clickin' like the tickin' of a clock When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
James Whitcomb Riley
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[highlight-text]The year's in the wane; There is nothing adoring; The night has no eve And the day has no morning; Cold winter gives warning!
Thomas Hood