Quote by Karin Boye

“Weeping willow, weeping willow, branches waving like the sea, While I’m lying on my pillow, come and take my pain from me… Hell”

— Margaret Atwood

I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.

— Matsuo Basho

Alas! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From love to titled age and crime, And an unholy pillow! From me,…

— Edgar Allan Poe

All a green willow, willow, All a green willow is my garland.

— John Heywood

I love the long grass coming up to meet the willows.

— Jilly Cooper

Go ye, who rest so placidly upon the sacred Bard who had been young, and when he strung his harp was old, and had…

— Charles Dickens

“those cries rose from among the twisted roots through which the spirits of the damned were slinking to hide from us. Therefore my Master…

— Dante Alighieri

“Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction; had they rain'd All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head. Steep'd me…

— William Shakespeare

O witches, O misery, O hate, to you has my treasure been entrusted! I contrived to purge my mind of all human hope. On…

— Arthur Rimbaud

Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood's edge

— William Carlos Williams

Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson, Yet our full-leaved willows are in the freshest green. Such a kindly autumn, so…

— William C. Bryant

“The willow is full plumage and is no help, with its insinuating whispers. Rendevous, it says. Terraces; the sibilants run up my spine, a…

— Margaret Atwood