Clouds Quote by William C. Bryant

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

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The softly flowing, white, and parched clouds passed by. I, colored gray, merely kept staring at them as they slowly vanished out of my…

— Kanon Wakeshima

As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, So deep in my soul the still…

— Charles Lamb

I sit cross-legged on the rock The valleys and streams are cold and damp Sitting quietly is beautiful The cliffs are lost in mist…

— Hanshan

Lo! while we are gazing, in swifter haste Stream down the snows, till the air is white, As, myriads by myriads madly chased, They…

— William C. Bryant

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

The earth with yellow pearsAnd overgrown with roses wildUpon the pond is bent,And swans divine,With kisses drunkYou drop your headsIn the sublimely sobering water.But…

— Friedrich Holderlin

“Between the sleeping and the waking, it is there. Between the rising and the resting, it is there. It is always there. It gnaws…

— Rick Yancey

And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They…

— Heinrich Heine

Wake the day, ¦ Muted mountains mist, cold, wet, grey, ¦ Blessed hope, now flower unto natures spring

— John Rokas

“Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither…

— Edward Thomas

“He splashed into the water, his whole body, not with the reverent attitude of prayer, but with a desperate thirst; he buried his head…

— Orson Scott Card