"Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them --
The summer flowers depart --
Sit still -- as all transform'd to stone,
Except your musing heart.
How there you sat in summer-time,
May yet be in your mind;
And how you heard the green woods sing
Beneath the freshening wind.
Though the same wind now blows around,
You would its blast recall;
For every breath that stirs the trees,
Doth cause a leaf to fall."
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Dewi Driegen by Taki Bibelas for Marie Claire Italia, via FashionGoneRogue & a reader who shared this editorial with me in an e-mail :)
Waving Woods And Waters Wild Do Hum An Autumn Sound
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