Flower Quote by William Wordsworth Download Open image “A Primrose by a river's brim A yellow primrose was to him And it was something more.” — William Wordsworth ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Flower Rivers Rose Yellow
A primrose by the river's brim A yellow rose was to him. And it was nothing more — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
...now he saw the familiar wide river beside the path differently. He saw all of the light and color and history it contained and… — Lois Lowry Copy Share Image
“Farther down the riverbank sat a young man dressed all in white. He was the only person in sight. His hair was white, his… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“The river was beautiful and wise. There were the two of them being happy in a new way. For here, there was no man,… — David Paul Kirkpatrick Copy Share Image
“The river had no qualms about the colour of his skin. She would embrace anyone who came to her and keep them in her… — Anand Neelakantan Copy Share Image
“In the morning light the land and trees and the surface of the river were the color of fresh blood.” — Joe R. Lansdale Copy Share Image
“I asked myself, What is true about a person? Would I change in the same way the river changes color but still be the same person? And then I saw the curtains blowing wildly, and outside rain was falling harder, causing everyone to scurry and shout. I smiled. And then I realized it was the first time I could see… — Amy Tan Copy Share
“Then the light changed the water, until all about them the woods in the rising wind seemed to grow taller and blow inward together… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Two little drops in that river that flowed silently towards the unknown; two little drops that to themselves had so much individuality and to… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“The skiff swung gently, drifting in the current. He undid his shirt to the waist and put one forearm to his eyes. He could… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Spade! Thou art a tool of honor in my hands. I press thee, through a yielding soil, with pride. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Brothers all In honour, as in one community, Scholars and gentlemen. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The eye— it cannot choose but see; we cannot bid the ear be still; our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good.” — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Where are your books? - that light bequeathed To beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From dead men… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Knowledge and increase of enduring joy From the great Nature that exists in works Of mighty Poets. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament: Her eyes… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Set NOT your hearts on the flowers of this world. They shall fade and die. Prize the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Most girls get flowers or candy. I get a declaration of martial law.” — Lisa Shearin Copy Share Image
One of the deepest and strangest of all human moods is the mood which will suddenly strike us perhaps in a garden at night,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Spring training means flowers, people coming outdoors, sunshine, optimism and baseball. Spring training is a time to think about being young again. — Ernie Banks Copy Share Image
My days – the blossom of my youth and the flower of my manhood – have been darkened by the dreariness of servitude. In… — Daniel O'Connell Copy Share Image
“But any picture could deal with the problem of light. The problem with this picture is greater than that of reflective surfaces - it's… — Whitney Otto Copy Share Image
“I promise to respect and protect your aloneness, knowing that everything created must have its period of darkness: child and bulb, poem and personality.… — anne morrow lindbergh Copy Share Image
There are two kinds of beauty; there is a beauty which God gives at birth, and which withers as a flower. And there is… — Abraham Kuyper Copy Share Image
Beauty ain't always a little, cute colored flower. Beauty is anything where people be like, 'Damn.' — Prodigy Copy Share Image
Nature is pitiless; she never withdraws her flowers, her music, her fragrance, and her sunlight from before human cruelty or suffering. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
An artist's creative energy is ephemeral as a flower. It blooms and soon dies. No artist is great forever. Personally, I think I reached… — Kim Ki-duk Copy Share Image
Anybody can be Prince Charming one day a year, with the dinner and the flowers and all that. But you know what impresses me?… — Ryan Howard Copy Share Image
