How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky
The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!
- Thomas Hood, Written in a Volume of Shakespeare

To God who gives our daily bread
A thankful song we raise,
And pray that he who sends us food
May fill our hearts with praise.
~Thomas Tallis (1505-1585)~

October's the month
When the smallest breeze
Gives us a shower
Of autumn leaves.
Bonfires and pumpkins,
Leaves sailing down -
October is red
And golden and brown.

There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots
may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on
the feelings, as now in October.
- Nathaniel Hawthorne

In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year,
bringing us the fruition of months of thought and care and toil.
And at no season, safe perhaps in Daffodil time, do we get such
superb colour effects as from August to November.

- Rose G. Kingsley, The Autumn Garden, 1905

What do you get if you divide the circumference of a pumpkin by its diameter?
Pumpkin pi.

If you tickle the earth with a hoe she laughs with a harvest.
- Douglas William Jerrold

O suns and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October's bright blue weather.

Youth is like spring, an over-praised season more remarkable
for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower
season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
- Samuel Butler

Our Father, fill our hearts, we pray,
With gratitude Thanksgiving Day;
For food and raiment Thou dost give,
That we in comfort here may live.
- Luther Cross, Thanksgiving Day

The abundance of everything around was so great, that .. over-ripe fruit strewed
the ground unheeded, while peas and beanstalks, still loaded, were blackening
and yellowing in the sun; and vegetables running on all sides to waste.
- Anne Marsh

Autumn begins with a subtle change in the light, with skies
a deeper blue, and nights that become suddenly clear and
chilled. The season comes full with the first frost, the
disappearance of migrant birds, and the harvesting of
the season's last crops.
- Glenn Wolff and Jerry Dennis

The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
- Emily Dickinson

Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An' I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.
- Edgar A. Guest, Thanksgiving