Burrs Quote by William Shakespeare

Nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, Losing both beauty and utility.

— William Shakespeare

“A poor old Widow in her weeds Sowed her garden with wild-flower seeds; Not too shallow, and not too deep, And down came April…

— Walter de la Mare

“The pure, absolute quality and nature of each note in itself are only appreciated by the strummer. For some notes have all the sea…

— Kenneth Grahame

“When the windows like the jackal’s eye and desire pierce the dawn, silken windlasses lift me up to suburban footbridges. I summon a girl…

— André Breton

Nature, exerting an unwearied power, Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower; Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads The dancing…

— William Cowper

“IT HAD NEVER been such a beautiful May. Every day the sky shone a peerless blue, untouched by cloud. Already, the gardens were crammed…

— Rachel Joyce

“For the author as for God, standing outwith his creation, all times are one; all times are now. In mine own country, we accept…

— G.M.W. Wemyss

May, queen of blossoms, And fulfilling flowers, With what pretty music Shall we charm the hours? Wilt thou have pipe and reed, Blown in…

— Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow

“ A Corymbus for Autumn How are the veins of thee, Autumn, laden? Umbered juices, And pulpèd oozes Pappy out of the cherry-bruises, Froth…

— Francis Thompson

“Beauty was all around them. Unsuspected tintings glimmered in the dark demesnes of the woods and glowed in their alluring by-ways. The spring sunshine…

— L.M. Montgomery

“The poulterers' shops were still half open, and the fruiterers' were radiant in their glory. There were great, round, pot-bellied baskets of chestnuts, shaped…

— Charles Dickens

“The progress of Sybilla though a market was the progress of worker bee through a bower of intently propagating blossoms. Everything stuck. From the…

— Dorothy Dunnett