Blow Quote by Felicia Hemans

The fireflies o'er the meadow In pulses come and go.

— James Russell Lowell

Still from the fount of joy's delicious springs Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom flings.

— Lord Byron

The dance of the flower in the wind, in the sun, in the rain, cannot be understood by the head; the heart has to…

— Rajneesh

Hark, I hear a robin calling! List, the wind is from the south! And the orchard-bloom is falling Sweet as kisses on the mouth.…

— Lucy Maud Montgomery

“Now a door slams. The kids have rushed out for the last play, the mothers are planning and slamming in kitchens, you can hear…

— Jack Kerouac

“The river - with the sunlight flashing from its dancing wavelets, gilding gold the grey-green beech-trunks, glinting through the dark, cool wood paths, chasing…

— Jerome K. Jerome

“Places I love come back to me like music, Hush me and heal me when I am very tired; I see the oak woods…

— Sara Teasdale

“As Lillian walked into the orangery, she was suffused in the scent of... oranges. But lemons, bays, and myrtles also cast their fragrance extravagantly…

— Lisa Kleypas

The earth with yellow pearsAnd overgrown with roses wildUpon the pond is bent,And swans divine,With kisses drunkYou drop your headsIn the sublimely sobering water.But…

— Friedrich Holderlin

O beautiful white land, olives and wild anemone and violet mingled among the shale, and purple wings of little winter-butterflies say, here Psyche, the…

— Hilda Doolittle

Now summer is in flower and natures hum Is never silent round her sultry bloom Insects as small as dust are never done Wi'…

— John Clare

“The path is a ribbon of moonlight across a dusky sea. The wind sings a song that beckons us To that great and mighty…

— Kathryn Lasky