"For summer there, bear in mind, is a loitering gossip, that only begins to talk of leaving when September rises to go."
"And in the afternoon they entered a land - but such a land! A land hung in mourning, darkened by gigantic cypresses, submerged; a land of reptiles, silence, shadow, decay."
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Source: George Washington Cable (1988). “The Grandissimes: A Story of Creole Life”, p.9, University of Georgia Press
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