Azure Quote by Joanna Baillie Download Open image “Good-morrow to thy sable beak, And glossy plumage, dark and sleek, Thy crimson moon and azure eye” — Joanna Baillie ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.9 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Azure Beaks Crimson Dark Eye Moon Morrow
“You shall be distinguished overseas by your colourful plumage, graceful flight and beautiful songs. There are so many lovely features that will make you… — J. Nozipo Maraire Copy Share Image
Plumage features constitute a major component of courtship signals. — Peter R. Grant Copy Share Image
“The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet. Streaming files of wild ducks began to make their appearance high in the air; the back of the squirrel might be heard from the groves of beech and hickory-nuts,… — Washington Irving Copy Share
The night whose sable breast relieves the stark, White stars, is no less lovely being dark — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
The raven once in snowy plumes was drest, White as the whitest dove's unsullied breast, Fair as the guardian of the Capitol, Soft as the swan; a large and lovely fowl His tongue, his prating tongue had changed him quite To sooty blackness from the purest white. — Ovid Copy Share
Birds themselves are so interesting and intelligent, and they give so many cues without being verbal, so they say such great things. Feathers are… — Bibhu Mohapatra Copy Share Image
“When the poet closed her eyes the wingspan of the great horned owl cast a tawny shadow over the green immense forests. The owl… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“The sun goes down and the sky reddens, pain grows sharp, light dwindles. Then is evening when jasmine flowers open, the deluded say. But… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A bird painted not with beauty but with all the dirt and wounds collected in a long hard life, in battle, in love, with… — Jeff Noon Copy Share Image
It ever is the marked propensity of restless and aspiring minds to look into the stretch of dark futurity. — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world But those who slide along the grassy sod, And sting the luckless foot that presses… — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
Busy work brings after ease; Ease brings sport and sport brings rest; For young and old, of all degrees, The mingled lot is best. — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
Ah! happy is the man whose early lot Hath made him master of a furnish'd cot; Who trains the vine that round his window… — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
Oh swiftly glides the bonnie boat, Just parted from the shore, And to the fisher's chorus-note Soft moves the dipping oar. — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
My day is closed! the gloom of night is come! a hopeless darkness settles over my fate. — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
Still on it creeps, Each little moment at another's heels, Till hours, days, years, and ages are made up Of such small parts as… — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
War is honorable In those who do their native rights maintain; In those whose swords an iron barrier are Between the lawless spoiler and… — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
“She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above.” — George R R Martin Copy Share Image
The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair. Full… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
To exaggerate the fairness of hair, I come even to orange tones, chromes and pale yellow ... I make a plain background of the… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
Go where he will, the wise man is at home, His hearth the earth, his hall the azure dome. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky; The May-thorn greening in the nook; The minnows sporting in the brook;… — David Macbeth Moir Copy Share Image
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
If we look on idly, heaven and earth will never be joined. To join heaven and earth, some decisive deed of purity is necessary. To accomplish so resolute an action, you have to stake your life, giving no thought to personal gain or loss. You have to turn into a dragon and stir up a whirlwind, tear the dark, brooding… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share
At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the mountain like ermine, fabulous feather- light powder coaxing me to flee the confines of my room, brave the mostly plowed road up to the closest ski resort. To run from the cloying silence connected Mom and Dad, into… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx. — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff -and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. And from the inside, too, I'd duplicate Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate: Uncurtaining the night, I'd let dark glass Hang all the furniture above the… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that rain might someday fall. I thought then about the seasons changing, and in the gray of night I could almost will myself to see the azure sky, the gold of the maple leaves, the crimson of… — Jane Hamilton Copy Share