The barberry, respis, and gooseberry too,
Look now to be planted as other things do:
The gooseberry, respis, and roses all three,
With strawberries under them trimly agree.
Tusser.
Wild with the winds of September
Wrestled the trees of the forest, as Jacob of old with the angel.
Longfellow.
That mellow season of the year
When the hot sun singes the yellow leaves