Quotes About Nature

Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven in Hells despair. So sang a little Clod of Clay, Trodden with the cattle's feet; But a Pebble of the brook, Warbled out these metres meet. Love seeketh only Self to please, To bind another to Its delight: Joys in anothers loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heavens despite. - The Clod and the Pebble

Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the last judgment draweth nigh.

Art is the Tree of Life, Science is the Tree of Death.

Such, such were the joys When we all -- girls and boys -- In our youth-time were seen On the echoing Green.

O winter! bar thine adamantine doors: the north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark deep-founded habitation.

To create a little flower is the labor of ages.

The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest. And I must seek for mine. The moon, like a flower In heaven's high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night

What God is he writes laws of peace & clothes him in a tempest?

In the southern clime, Where the summer's prime Never fades away, Lovely Lyca lay.

Little fly thy summers play my thoughtless hand has brushed away am not I a fly like thee, art not thou a man like me? for I dance and drink and sing til some blind hand shall brush my wing

As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys

The Bat that flits at close of Eve Has left the Brain that wont Believe The Owl that calls upon the Night Speaks the Unbelievers fright

Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year. Little lamb, Here I am; Come and lick My white neck; Let me pull Your soft wool; Let me kiss Your soft face; Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?   Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:   Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?   Or Love in a golden bowl?

Because I was happy upon the heath, And smiled among the winter's snow, They clothed me in the clothes of death, And taught me to sing the notes of woe.

When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep; Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep.

Vedere un mondo in un granello di sabbia e un paradiso in un fiore selvatico, tenere l'infinito nel palmo della mano e l'eternità in un'ora.

Arise from out the dewy grass! Night is worn, And the morn Rises from the slumberous mass. Turn away no more; Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor, The watery shore, Are given thee till the break of day.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way… As a man is, so he sees.

To see the world in a grain of sand, And a Heaven in a Wild Flower. Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.

And did those feet in ancient time, Walk upon Englands mountains green: And was the holy Lamb of God, On Englands pleasant pastures seen! And did the Countenance Divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here, Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Little boy, Full of joy; Little girl, Sweet and small; Cock does crow, So do you; Merry voice, Infant noise; Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand

THE LILY The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat'ning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright. THE GARDEN OF LOVE I laid me down upon a bank, Where Love lay sleeping; I heard among the rushes dank Weeping, weeping.