Fall, that coming ghost.
When I walked through town tonight, a breeze brought down a further shower; all my paths start to become patched in reds and browns, and it seems to be coming too soon and yet not soon enough.
Thomas Hardy, describing the effects which a new life in a dairy district has upon a 26-year-old Angel Clare, in Tess of the d'Urbervilles (1891):
He grew away from old associations, and saw something new in life and humanity. Secondarily he made close acquaintance with phenomena which he had before known but darkly--the seasons in their moods, morning and evening, night and noon, winds in their different tempers, trees, waters and mists, shades and silences, and the voices of inanimate things.