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Green Quotes - Page 17

The warm green of the grass, sprinkled with flowers of many hues, is a carpet whereon we walk with noiseless tread.

The warm green of the grass, sprinkled with flowers of many hues, is a carpet whereon we walk with noiseless tread.

John Alan Walker, William Wendt (1992). “Documents on the Life and Art of William Wendt, 1865-1946, California's Painter Laureate of the Paysage Moralisé”

O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet fondly loves!

William Shakespeare (1858). “Shakespeare's comedies, histories, tragedies, and poems”, p.68

Death have we hated, knowing not what it meant; Life we have loved, through green leaf and through sere, Though still the less we knew of its intent.

William Morris (1871). “September: The death of Paris; The land east of the sun and west of the moon. October: The story of Accontius and Cydippe; The man who never laughed again. November: The story of Rhodope; The lovers of Gudrun”, p.400

The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told; I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart.

William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.52, Simon and Schuster

Life is a green madness just now, trying to squeeze the last bit of warmth from the season.

Vernor Vinge (2010). “A Fire Upon The Deep”, p.119, Macmillan