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Those bitter sorrows of childhood!-- when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless.

Those bitter sorrows of childhood!-- when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless.

George Eliot
Summer, Wings, Space
Laetitia Weaver, George Eliot “Marian Evans in the Twenty First Century”, Lulu.com

Love is such a simple thing when we have only one-and-twenty summers and a sweet girl of seventeen trembles under our glance, as if she were a bud first opening her heart with wondering rapture to the morning. Such young unfurrowed souls roll to meet each other like two velvet peaches that touch softly and are at rest; they mingle as easily as two brooklets that ask for nothing but to entwine themselves and ripple with ever-interlacing curves in the leafiest hiding-places.

George Eliot
Love, Summer, Girl
George Eliot (2016). “Adam Bede: Top Novelist Focus”, p.113, 谷月社

Perhaps the wind Wails so in winter for the summers dead, And all sad sounds are nature's funeral cries For what has been and is not.

George Eliot
Summer, Winter, Wind
George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.4101, Delphi Classics

Perhaps there is no time in a summer's day more cheering, than when the warmth of the sun is just beginning to triumph over the freshness of the morning--when there is just a lingering hint of early coolness to keep off languor under the delicious influence of warmth.

George Eliot
Summer, Morning, Cheer
George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.149, Wordsworth Editions

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