Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
The ash her purple drops forgivingly And sadly, breaking not the general hush; The maple swamps glow like a sunset sea, Each leaf a ripple with its separate flush; All round the woods edge creeps the skirting blaze, Of bushes low, as when, on cloudy days, Ere the rain falls, the cautious farmer burns his brush. LowellAn Indian-Summer Reverie. St. 11.