Eastern Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Sometimes on late summer nights, when the sky is perfect and our parents are in a good enough mood to let us, we meet…

— Jacquelyn Eubanks

The moonlight lay upon the hills like snow.

— Dorothy Wordsworth

The autumn hill gathers the remaining light, A flying bird chases after its companion. The green color is bright And brings me into the…

— Wang Wei

There rises the moon, broad and tranquil, through the branches of a walnut tree on a hill opposite. I apostrophize it in the words…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“In the evening, the brilliant yellow pumpkin blossoms will close, drunk on sunshine, while the milky white jasmine will open their slender throats and…

— Patricia McCormick

See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna's grove, When the drowsy world…

— Thomas Moore

Moonless winter night- a billow of rising fog hides the distant pines

— Lenard Moore

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where trees are…

— Emily Bronte

When Spring is old, and dewy windsBlow from the south, with odors sweet,I see my love, in shadowy groves,Speed down dark aisles on shining…

— Maurice Thompson

Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill: For there the mystical brotherhood Of sun and moon and hollow and wood And river and…

— William Butler Yeats

“We stare down at the festival below us. I can hear the low pulse of a local band playing cover songs, the rustle of…

— Emery Lord