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  • The temple of the sylvan goddess, indeed, has vanished, and the King of the Wood no longer stands sentinel over the Golden Bough. -- James G. Frazer
  • Now the New Year reviving old Desires. The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires, Where the White Hand Of Moses on the Bough Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires. -- Omar Khayyam
  • In the beginning - not now, thank God - Patty was always sharing the important books of her life with him, like Black Elk Speaks, The Golden Bough, and Hero with a Thousand Faces. -- Richard Price
  • My own novel, 'The Silver Bough,' about the inhabitants of a remote town at risk of being overwhelmed by Scotland's mythological past, was once criticised by a disgruntled fan as 'fantasy for people who don't read fantasy.' -- Lisa Tuttle
  • A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread-and thou. -- Edward Fitzgerald
  • The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come. -- Dante Alighieri
  • I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself. -- D. H. Lawrence
  • Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. -- Hugh Martin
  • Birds sing on a bare bough; O, believer, canst not thou? -- Charles Spurgeon
  • Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough. -- A. E. Housman
  • The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet black bough. -- Ezra Pound
  • Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough. -- Sappho
  • The tree is stripped, All color, fragrance gone, Yet already on the bough, Uncaring spring! -- Ikkyu
  • Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate -- Edmund Spenser
  • ...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird... -- John Geddes
  • Woodman, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. -- George Pope Morris
  • September twenty-second, Sir, the bough cracks with unpicked apples, and at dawn the small-mouth bass breaks water, gorged with spawn. -- Robert Lowell
  • A pear-tree planted nigh: 'Twas charg'd with fruit that made a goodly show, And hung with dangling pears was every bough. -- Alexander Pope
  • Reptilian green the wrinkled throat, Green as a bough of yew the beard; He bent his head, and so I smote -- Yvor Winters
  • As fall the light autumnal leaves, one still the other following, till the bough strews all its honors on the earth below. -- Dante Alighieri
  • Burning the small dead branches broke from beneath thick spreading whitebark pine. A hundred summers snowmelt rock and air hiss in a twisted bough. -- Gary Snyder
  • T'was Spring, t'was Summer, all was gay Now Autumn bears a cloud brow The flowers of Spring are swept way And Summer fruits desert the bough -- Thomas Gray
  • Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone. -- Christopher Marlowe
  • I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful when rain bends down the bough; And I shall be more silent and cold hearted than you are now. -- Sara Teasdale
  • I never see that prettiest thing- A cherry bough gone white with Spring- But what I think, "How gay 'twould be To hang me from a flowering tree. -- Dorothy Parker
  • Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God manifests in you outwardly. Whatever the root of the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and the leaf. -- Rumi
  • she was a little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off. The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. -- Lewis Carroll
  • the great sins and fires break out of me like the terrible leaves from the bough in the violent spring. I am a walking fire, I am all leaves ... -- Edith Sitwell
  • And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. -- Oliver Wendell Holmes
  • The wild Bee reels from bough to bough With his furry coat and his gauzy wing, Now in a lily cup, and now Setting a jacinth bell a-swing, In his wandering. -- Oscar Wilde
  • The sweet calm sunshine of October, now Warms the low spot; upon its grassy mold The pur0ple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold. -- William C. Bryant
  • Trees have as much individuality as human beings. Not even two spruces are alike. There is always some kink or curve or bend of bough to single each one out from its fellows. -- Lucy Maud Montgomery
  • This sunlight shames November where he grieves In dead red leaves, and will not let him shun The day, though bough with bough be overrun. But with a blessing every glade receives High salutation. -- Dante Gabriel Rossetti
  • The OakLive thy Life, Young and old,Like yon oak,Bright in spring, Living gold;Summer-rich Then; and thenAutumn-changedSoberer-hued Gold again.All his leaves Fall'n at length,Look, he stands,Trunk and bough Naked strength. -- Alfred Lord Tennyson
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