Quotes About Nature

When Nature her great masterpiece design'd,And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind,Her eye intent on all the mazy plan,She form'd of various stuff the various Man.

The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.

The golden hours on angel wingsFlew o'er me and my dearie;For dear to me as light and lifeWas my sweet Highland Mary.

Green grow the rashes, O;Green grow the rashes, O;The sweetest hours that e'er I spendAre spent among the lasses, O.

Ye banks and braes o' bonny Doon,How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?How can ye chant, ye little birds,And I sae weary fu' o' care!Thou'll break my heart, thou warbling bird,That wantons thro' the flowering thorn!Thou minds me o' departed joys,Departed never to return.

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.

But, oh! fell death's untimely frost,That nipt my flower sae early.

Nature's law,That man was made to mourn.

Look abroad through Nature's range, Nature's mighty law is change.

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.

All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn." [ Brigs of Ayr ]

Till crash! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell.

Even thou who mournst the daisies fate, that fate is thine.

Even tho who mournst the daisies fate, that fate is thine.

Even thou who mournst the daisy's fate, that fate is thine.

While we sit bousin, at the nappy, And gettin fou and unco happy, We think na on the lang Scots miles, The mosses, waters, slaps, and stiles, That lie between us and our hame, Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

What is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning love's the cloudless summer sun, nature gay adorning.

Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours."

To err is human, to purr is feline.

Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours.

Try to write tests that force exceptions, and then add behavior to your handler to satisfy your tests. This will cause you to build the transaction scope of the try block first and will help you maintain the transaction nature of that scope.

there is always the chance that some experiment will show that those laws of motion and gravity are incorrect. That is the nature of scientific theories and laws: They are falsifiable but not provable.

One of these days, one of these years, the tree will fall, and when it does, if I am still alive, I will fall with it.

Many people are blind to trust, not so much to its benefits as to its nature and the practices that make it possible.