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Never does a wilder song Steal the breezy lyre along, When the wind in odors dying, Wooes it with enamor'd sighing. - Thomas Moore, To Rosa Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains, Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea, Pour forth thy vials like streams from airy mountains, Draughts of life to me. - Dinah Maria Mulock (used pseudonym Mrs. Craik), North Wind When the wind is in the east, Then the fishes bite the least; When the wind is in the west, Then the fishes bite the best; When the wind is in the north, Then the fishes do come forth; When the wind is in the south, It blows the bait in the fish's mouth. - Old Rhyme, in J.O. Halliwell's "Popular Rhymes" When the stormy winds do blow. - Martin (Martyn) Parker, Ye Gentlemen of England To strive with the winds. [Lat., Cum ventis litigare.] - Petronius (Caius Petronius Arbiter) 83 And the South Wind--he was dressed With a ribbon round his breast That floated, flapped, and fluttered In a riotous unrest And a drapery of mist From the shoulder to the wrist Floating backward with the motion Of the waving hand he kissed. - James Whitcomb Riley, The South Wind and the Sun The morning wind the mead hath kissed; It leads in narrow lines The shadows of the silver mist, To pause among the pines. - John Ruskin A young man who had been troubling society with impalpable doctrines of a new civilization which he called "the Kingdom of Heaven" had been put out of the way; and I can imagine that believer in material power murmuring as he went homeward, "it will all blow over now." Yes. The wind from the Kingdom of Heaven has blown over the world, and shall blow for centuries yet. - George William Russell (used pseudonym "AE"), The Economics of Ireland (p. 23) O the wind is a faun in the spring time When the ways are green for the tread of the May! List! hark his lay! Whist! mark his play! T-r-r-r-l! Hear how gay! - Clinton Scollard, The Wind Take a straw and throw it up into the air, you may see by that which way the wind is. - John Selden, Table Talk--Libels Is 't possible? Sits the wind in that corner? - William Shakespeare What wind blew you hither, Pistol? Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. - William Shakespeare (Falstaff:) What wind blew you hither, Pistol? (Pistol:) Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Fourth, Part II (Falstaff & Pistol at V, iii) Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Sixth Part III (Son at II, v) O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes. - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind (pt. I) O wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind (pt. V) Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! List, ye landsmen all, to me: Messmates, hear a brother sailor Sing the dangers of the sea. - George Alexander Stevens, The Storm There are, indeed, few merrier spectacles than that of many windmills bickering together in a fresh breeze over a woody country; their halting alacrity of movement, their pleasant business, making bread all day with uncouth gesticulation; their air, gigantically human, as of a creature half alive, put a spirit of romance into the tamest landscape. - Robert Louis Stevenson, Foreigner at Home I loved the Wind. Whether it kissed my hair and pallid brow; Whether with sweets my sense it fed, as now; Whether it blew across the scudding main; Whether it shrieked above a stretch of plain; Whether, on autumn days, in solemn woods, And barren solitudes, Along the waste it whirled the withered leaves; Whether it hummed around my cottage eaves, And shook the rattling doors, And died with long-drawn sighs, on bleak and dreary moors; Whether in winter, when its trump did blow Through desolate gorges dirges of despair, It drove the snow-flakes slantly down the air, And piled the drifts of snow; Or whether it breathed soft in vernal hours, And filled the trees with sap, and filled the grass with flowers. - Richard Henry Stoddard Emblem of man, who, after all his moaning And strain of dire immeasurable strife, Has yet this consolation, all atoning-- Life, as a windmill, grinds the bread of Life. - 1st Lord de Tabley, Sir John Fleming Leicester, The Windmill Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! - Lord Alfred Tennyson, Princess, a song, end of pt. II Through the gaunt woods the winds are shrilling cold, Down from the rifted rock the sunbeam pours Over the cold gray slopes, and stony moors. - Frederick Tennyson A fresher Gale Begins to wave the wood, and stir the stream, Sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn; While the Quail clamors for his running mate. - James Thomson (1), Seasons--Summer (l. 1,655) Except wind stands as it never stood It is an ill wind turns none to good. - Thomas Tusser Yet true it is as cow chews cud, And trees at spring do yield forth bud, Except wind stands as never it stood, It is an ill wind turns none to good. - Thomas Tusser, Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandrie--Description of the Properties of Winds (ch. XII) Displaying page 3 of 4 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 [3] 4
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