She was only the faint violet whiff and dead leaf echo of the nymphet I had rolled myself upon with such cries in the past; an echo on the brink of a russet ravine, with a far wood under a white sky, and brown leaves choking the brook, and one last cricket in the crisp weeds.
The quote reflects a sense of nostalgia and loss, illustrating the speaker's longing for a past experience that has faded away. The imagery of a "faint violet whiff" suggests a delicate, ephemeral memory of youth and beauty, while the "dead leaf echo" implies that this reminiscence is but a shadow of what once was. The setting evokes a melancholic autumn scene, representing the transition from vibrancy to decay.
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