Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Long and long has the grass been growing, Long and long has the rain been falling, Long has the globe been rolling… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
The moment the average golfer attempts to play from long grass or a bunker or from a difficult lie of any kind,… — Bobby Jones Copy Share Image
I sat on the hill, the wind whispering through the long grass that surrounded me. I stared at the stars and wanted… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Although she has claim, she is not claimed. In the place where long grass opens, the girl who waited to be loved… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I must stay under the old tree in the midst of the long grass, the luxury of the leaves, and the song… — Richard Jefferies Copy Share Image
What happens when all the parts of childhood are soldered down, when the young no longer have the time or space to… — Richard Louv Copy Share Image
The air was cold to the lungs, the long grass dripping wet, and the herbs on it gave out their spiced astringent… — Isak Dinesen Copy Share Image
