Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time. — William Allingham
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Autumn's the mellow time.

— William Allingham
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