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If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the
earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the
north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.
Author: Bible
Source: Ecclesiastes (ch. XI, v. 3)
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Either make the tree food, and his fruit good; or else make the
tree corrupt, and his fruit corrupt: for the tree is known by
his fruit.
Author: Bible
Source: Matthew (ch. XII, v. 33)
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I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like
a green bay tree.
Author: Bible
Source: Psalms (ch. XXXVII, v. 35)
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Fragrant o'er all the western groves
The tall magnolia towers unshaded.
Author: Maria Brooks
Source: written on seeing Pharamond
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The place is all awave with trees,
Limes, myrtles, purple-beaded,
Acacias having drunk the lees
Of the night-dew, fain headed,
And wan, grey olive-woods, which seem
The fittest foliage for a dream.
Author: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Source: An Island
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The groves were God's first temple. Ere man learned
To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave,
And spread the roof above them,--ere he framed
The lofty vault, to gather and roll back
The sound of anthems; in the darkling wood,
Amidst the cool and silence, he knelt down
And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks
And supplication.
Author: William Cullen Bryant
Source: A Forest Hymn
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Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs
No school of long experience, that the world
Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen
Enough of all its sorrows, crimes and cares,
To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood
And view the haunts of Nature. The calm shade
Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sweet breeze
That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm
To thy sick heart.
Author: William Cullen Bryant
Source: Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood
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The shad-bush, white with flowers,
Brightened the glens; the new leaved butternut
And quivering poplar to the roving breeze
Gave a balsamic fragrance.
Author: William Cullen Bryant
Source: The Old Man's Counsel (l. 28)
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Oh, leave this barren spot to me!
Spare, woodman, space the beechen tree!
Author: Thomas Campbell
Source: The Beech-Tree's Petition
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The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry,
Of bugles going by.
Author: William Bliss Carman
Source: Vagabond Song
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I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have
to live than other things do.
Author: Willa Sibert Cather
Source: O Pioneers!
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As by the way of innuendo
Lucus is made a non lucendo.
Author: Charles Churchill
Source: The Ghost (bk. II, V, 257)
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The forest laments in order that Mr. Gladstone may perspire.
Author: Sir Randolph Henry Spencer Churchill
Source: in a speech on Financial Reform at Blackpool, referring to Gladstone's tree felling hobby
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No tree in all the grove but has its charms,
Though each its hue peculiar.
Author: William Cowper
Source: Task (bk. I, l. 307)
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Some boundless contiguity of shade.
Author: William Cowper
Source: Task (bk. II)
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You'd scarce expect one of my age
To speak in public on the stage;
And if I chance to fall below
Demosthenes or Cicero,
Don't view me with a critic's eye,
But pass my imperfections by.
Large streams from little fountains flow,
Tall oaks from little acorns grow.
Author: David Everett
Source: Lines for a School Declamation
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Care is taken that trees do not grow into the sky.
[Ger., Es ist dafur gesorgt, dass die Baume nicht in den Himmel
wachsen.]
Author: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Source: Wahrheit und Dichtung (motto to pt. III)
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Where is the pride of Summer,--the green prime,--
The many, many leaves all twinkling?--three
On the mossed elm; three on the naked lime
Trembling,--and one upon the old oak tree!
Where is the Dryad's immortality?
Author: Thomas Hood
Source: Ode--Autumn
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Plant no other tree before the vine.
[Lat., Nullam vare, sacra vite prius arborem.]
Author: Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Source: Carmina (I, 18), an imitation of Alcaeus in sense and meter
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It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make man better be;
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:
A lily of a day
Is fairer far in May,
Although it falls and die that night--
It was the plant and flower of Light.
Author: Ben Jonson
Source: Pindaric Ode on the Death of Sir H. Morison
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I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
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Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Author: Ben Jonson
Source: Pindaric Ode on the Death of Sir H. Morison
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I think that I shall never scan
A tree as lovely as a man.
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A tree depicts divinest plan,
But God himself lives in a man.
Author: Joyce Kilmer
Source: Trees
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It was the noise
Of ancient trees falling while all was still
Before the storm, in the long interval
Between the gathering clouds and that light breeze
Which Germans call the Wind's bride.
Author: Charles Godfrey Leland
Source: The Fall of the Trees
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This is the forest primeval.
Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Source: Evangeline (introduction)
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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.
Author: Norman Fitzroy Maclean
Source: A River Runs Through It
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