| Author |
Quotes |
| Bear Bryant | The faint old man shall lean his silver head To feel thee; thou shalt kiss the child asleep, And dry the moistened curls that overspread His temples, while his breathing grows more deep. |
| Bible | In measure, when it shooteth forth, thou wilt debate with it: he stayeth his rough wind in the day of the east wind. |
| Bible | The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit. |
| Joanna Baillie | The hushed winds wail with feeble moan Like infant charity. |
| John Heywood | An ill wind that bloweth no man good-- The blower of which blast is she. |
| John Masefield | It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills, And April's in the West wind, and daffodils. |
| John Vance Cheney | The wind is awake, pretty leave, pretty leaves, Heed not what he says, he deceives, he deceives; Over and over To the lowly clover He has lisped the same love . He will be lisping and pledging to you. |
| Mrs Felicia D Hemans | The wind, the wandering wind Of the golden summer eyes- Whence is the thrilling magic Of its tunes amongst the leaves? Oh, is it from the waters, Or from the long, tall grass? Or is it from the hollow rocks Through which its breathings pass? |
| Thomas Campbell | When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. |
| Victor Hugo | Madame, bear in mind That princes govern all things--save the wind. |
| William Cullen Bryant | Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away. In such a bright, late quiet, would that I Might wear out life like thee, mid bowers and brooks, And, dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks, And music of kind voices ever nigh, And when my last sand twinkled in the glass, Pass silently from men as thou dost pass. |
| William Cullen Bryant | A breeze came wandering from the sky, Light as the whispers of a dream, He put the o'erhanging grasses by, And softly stooped to kiss the stream, The pretty stream, the flattered stream, The shy, yet unreluctant stream. |
| William Hamilton Gibson | The wind moans, like a long wail from some despairing soul shut out in the awful storm! |
| Charles Dickens | The wind's in the east. . . . I am always conscious of an uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in the east. |
| George Herbert | A litle wind kindles, much puts out the fire. |
| George Herbert | To a crazy ship all winds are contrary. |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | I hear the wind among the trees Playing the celestial symphonies, I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument. |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear Has grown familiar with your song, I hear it in the opening year, I listen, and it cheers me long. |
| John Dryden | The winds that never moderation knew, Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew, Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge. |
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