Assuming Quote by Robert Burns

Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew! Every inch…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

Now Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o'daisies white Out o'er the grassy lea.

— Robert Burns

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress, running like a water color in the rain.

— Al Stewart

“She loves most the wet colours of his neck when he bathes. And his chest with with its sweat which her fingers grip when…

— Michael Ondaatje

When summer gathers up her robes of glory, and like a dream of beauty glides away.

— Sarah Helen Whitman

Help Nature and work on with her; and Nature will regard thee as one of her creators . . . she will lay bare…

— H. P. Blavatsky

“Dazed, she glanced around; the dark shapes of huge leaves reared above the denser dark of heavy pots, grouped upon a tiled floor. Moonlight…

— Stephanie Laurens

For hours she had lain in a kind of gentle torpor, not unlike that sweet lassitude which masters one in the hush of a…

— Edith Wharton

Flowers, cold from the dew, And autumn's approaching breath, I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids, Which haven't faded yet. In their nights, fragrantly…

— Anna Akhmatova

“She hauls her desire from the anguish of thorns, whispering: sunlight abides in you. She is followed by the aroma of a fleeting moment…

— Fatena Al-Gharra

“Now the wood in early morning was utterly silent. She walked carefully through damp leaves, around tangles of bramble and vine, trying not to…

— Patricia A. McKillip

“The charm dissolves apace, And, as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant…

— William Shakespeare