When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has had his swing, to the cool of autumn.


Journals of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1820-1872 [1876] Ed (ed. 1912)


When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has...

When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has...

When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has...

When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has...