The goldenrod is yellow; The corn is turning brown: The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down. - Helen Hunt Jackson

We have flattered ourselves by inventing proverbs of comparison in matter of blindness,—"blind as a bat," for instance. It would be safe to say that there cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families.

The voice of one who goes before to make
The paths of June more beautiful, is thine
Sweet May!

When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls
Are leaves of woodbines twining.