Air Quote by William C. Bryant
“Lo! while we are gazing, in swifter haste Stream down the snows, till the air is white, As, myriads by myriads madly chased, They fling themselves from their shadowy height. The fair, frail creatures of middle sky, What speed they make, with their grave so nigh; Flake after flake, To lie in the dark and silent lake!”
About This Quote
Observing the rapid, chaotic descent of snowflakes, likening them to fragile beings falling from the sky.
In simple terms: Snow falls quickly, like delicate creatures dropping from above.
Appreciate the fleeting beauty of natural chaos.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- winter
- mountain view
- quiet night
- storm aftermath
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the snow symbolize for you?
- How do you find calm in rapid change?
Snow's beauty can be fleeting and destructive.