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Meadows Quotes by William Wordsworth
- Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow!
- Therefore am I still a lover of the meadows and the woods, and mountains; and of all that we behold from this green earth.
- How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
More Meadows Quotes
- Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air. — Georges Bernanos
- We need the tonic of the wilderness, to wade sometimes in the marsh where the bitten and the meadow hen lurk, and… — Henry David Thoreau
- You shall see them on a beautiful quarto page where a neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow of margin. — Richard Brinsley Sheridan
- Let everything in creation draw you to God. Refresh your mind with some innocent recreation and needful rest, if it were only… — Paul of the Cross
- The air was fragrant with a thousand trodden aromatic herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts… — William C. Bryant
- Americans are less mystical about what produced their inland or meadow courses; they are the product of the bulldozerm rotary ploughs, mowers,… — Alistair Cooke
- The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods and meadows brown and sear. — William C. Bryant
- Joys come from simple and natural things: mists over meadows, sunlight on leaves, the path of the moon over water. — Sigurd F. Olson
- The poet alone knows astronomy, chemistry, vegetation, and animation, for he does not stop at these facts, but employs them as signs.… — Ralph Waldo Emerson
- The boy and girl going hand in hand through a meadow; the mother washing her baby; the sweet simple things in life.… — Edward Steichen
- Perhaps passing through the gates of death is like passing quietly through the gate in a pasture fence. On the other side,… — Mark Helprin
- Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leave you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing, and listen… — Max Lucado