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This is the forest primeval. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline (introduction) On the Big Blackfoot River above the mouth of Belmont Creek the banks are fringed by large Ponderosa pines. In the slanting sun of late afternoon the shadows of great branches reached across the river, and the trees took the river in their arms. - Norman Fitzroy Maclean, A River Runs Through It BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK In heaven the trees of life ambrosial fruitage bear, and vines yield nectar. - John Milton That forbidden tree, whose mortal taste brought death into the world, and all our woe. - John Milton Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, A sylvan scene, and as the ranks ascend Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view. - John Milton, Paradise Lost (bk. IV, l. 139) And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold. - John Milton, Paradise Lost (bk. IV, l. 218) A pillar'd shade High over-arch'd, and echoing walks between. - John Milton, Paradise Lost (bk. IX, l. 1,016) Woodman, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. - George Pope Morris, Woodman, Spare That Tree Storms make trees take deeper roots. - Dolly Parton Trees, though they are cut and loped, grow up again quickly, but if men are destroyed, it is not easy to get them again. - Pericles When the sappy boughs Attire themselves with blooms, sweet rudiments Of future harvest. - John Philips, Cider (bk. II, l. 437) Poplars and alders ever quivering played, and nodding cypress formed a fragrant shade. - Alexander Pope The whispering breeze pants on the leaves, and dies upon the trees. - Alexander Pope Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other. The suff'ring eye inverted nature sees, Trees cut in statues, statues thick as trees; With here a fountain never to be play'd, And there a summer-house that knows no shade. - Alexander Pope, Moral Essays (ep. IV, l. 117) The highest and most lofty trees have the most reason to dread the thunder. - Charles Rollin, Ancient History (bk. VI, ch. II, sec. I) He is a fool who looks at the fruit of lofty trees, but does not measure their height. [Lat., Stultus est qui fructus magnarum arborum spectat, altitudinem non metitur.] - Quintus Curtius Rufus (Curtis Rufus Quintus), De Rebus Gestis Alexandri Magni (VII, 8) A forest of all manner of trees is poor, if not disagreeable, in effect; a mass of one species of tree is sublime. - John Ruskin The tremendous unity of the pine absorbs and moulds the life of a race. The pine shadows rest upon a nation. The northern peoples, century after century, lived under one or other of the two great powers of the pine and the sea, both infinite. They dwelt amidst the forests as they wandered on the waves, and saw no end nor any other horizon. Still the dark, green trees, or the dark, green waters jagged the dawn with their fringe or their foam. And whatever elements of imagination, or of warrior strength, or of domestic justice were brought down by the Norwegian or the Goth against the dissoluteness or degradation of the south of Europe were taught them under the green roofs and wild penetralia of the pine. - John Ruskin So bright in death I used to say, So beautiful through frost and cold! A lovelier thing I know to-day, The leaf is growing old, And wears in grace of duty done, The gold and scarlet of the sun. - Mrs. Margaret Elizabeth Sangster, A Maple Leaf I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. - Dr. Seuss (pseudonym of Theodore Seuss Geisel), The Lorax A barren detested vale, you see it is; The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and lean, O'ercome with moss and baleful mistletoe. - William Shakespeare An oak whose boughs were mossed with age, and high top bald with dry antiquity. - William Shakespeare Slips of yew, silvered in the moon's eclipse. - William Shakespeare The trees by the way should have borne men, and expectation fainted, longing for what it had not. - William Shakespeare Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? - William Shakespeare, As You Like It (Duke Senior at II, i) Displaying page 3 of 5 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 [3] 4 5
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