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You stand beneath the arthritic boughs of any English oak, and you survey a thousand tales.
— Jim Crace
Be like a tree. The tree gives shade even to him who cuts off its boughs.
— Chaitanya Mahaprabhu
But even the moment when the leaves fall from their boughs - even that moment - has a beauty to it. A glory of its own.
— Renee Ahdieh
A tree nowhere offers a straight line or a regular curve, but who doubts that root, trunk, boughs, and leaves embody geometry?
— George Iles
The boughs that bear most hang lowest.
— David Garrick
What e'er you are
That in this desert inaccessible,
Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time. — William Shakespeare
That in this desert inaccessible,
Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time. — William Shakespeare
A bird in the boughs sang "June,"
And "June" hummed a bee
In a Bacchic glee
As he tumbled over and over
Drunk with the honey-dew. — Clinton Scollard
And "June" hummed a bee
In a Bacchic glee
As he tumbled over and over
Drunk with the honey-dew. — Clinton Scollard
When the sappy boughs Attire themselves with blooms, sweet rudiments Of future harvest.
— John Phillips
The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above.
— William C. Bryant
Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide.
— Andrew Marvell
Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
— James Thomas Fields
Boughs have their fruit and blossom
At all times of the year;
Rivers are running over
With red beer and brown beer. — William Butler Yeats
At all times of the year;
Rivers are running over
With red beer and brown beer. — William Butler Yeats
Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing, under the sky's gray arch. Smiling, I watch the shaken elm boughs, knowing It is the wind of March.
— John Greenleaf Whittier
The axe of intemperance has lopped off his green boughs and left him a withered trunk.
— Jonathan Swift
Such phantom blossoms palely shining
Over the lifeless boughs of Time. — Edgar Lee Masters
Over the lifeless boughs of Time. — Edgar Lee Masters
Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?
— Felicia Hemans
I see my trees repair their boughs.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Short boughs, long vintage.
— George Herbert
That precious fruit which all men eagerly go searching for on many different boughs will give,today, peace to your hungry soul.
— Dante Alighieri
The sunlight sparkled through the wind-bent boughs of trees, dancing in an ever-shifting pattern
— S.D. Smith
The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.
— Edmund Waller
The boughs of the oak are roaring inside the acorn.
— Charles Tomlinson
Give me a land of boughs in leaf
A land of trees that stand;
Where trees are fallen there is grief;
I love no leafless land. — A.E. Housman
A land of trees that stand;
Where trees are fallen there is grief;
I love no leafless land. — A.E. Housman
Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir tree.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
A traitor is good fruit to hang from the boughs of the tree of liberty.
— Henry Ward Beecher
Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves, And the book of Nature Getteth short of leaves.
— Thomas Hood
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow — Wallace Stevens
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow — Wallace Stevens
The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
— William C. Bryant
The boughs of no two trees ever have the same arrangement. Nature always produces individuals; She never produces classes.
— Lydia M. Child
Green how I love you green. Green wind. Green boughs. The ship on the sea And the horse on the mountain.
— Federico Garcia Lorca
And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of May, And touched the nodding peony flowers to bid them waken.
— Siegfried Sassoon