Dew Quotes

You must open a little, or rather raise on high your corolla so that the Bread of Angels may come as divine dew to strengthen you, and to give you all that is wanting to you.

I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew.

Misfortune sprinkles ashes on the head of the man, but falls like dew on the heart of the woman, and brings forth [gems] of strength of which she herself had no conscious possession.

The tulip's petals shine in dew, All beautiful, but none alike.

People will not bear it when advice is violently given, even if it is well founded. Hearts are flowers; they remain open to the softly falling dew, but shut up in the violent downpour of rain.

The rose is fairest when 't is budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.

Till there is the Sun, shall not dew parish

The two of us warmed by a bold beam of light that wicks the moisture from my dress, my hair, and my skin—returning it to the sky where it promises to find me again in the form of dew, snow, or rain.

God bless them pretty women, I wish they was mine, Their breath is as sweet, The dew on the vine.

If our faith can live without God, it is not divinely created. If God had begotten it, it would wait upon Him as the flowers wait upon the dew.

Observe this dew-drenched rose of Tyrian gardens A rose today. But you will ask in vain Tomorrow what it is; and yesterday It was the dust, the sunshine, and the rains.

Vic bears you no ill will. He is outside drinking the Dew of the Mountain and will be glad to see you yourself again" Ranulf said to Lucas.

Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great drops of dew to bruise themselves an exit from themselves.

slowly the pale dew-beads of light lapped up from flowers can thicken, darken to gold: honey of the human.

The dew has fallen with a particularly sickening thud this morning.

The least flower, with brimming cup, may stand and share its dew drop with another near.

The tender violet bent in smiles To elves that sported nigh, Tossing the drops of fragrant dew To scent the evening sky.

All quiet along the Potomac tonight, no sound save the rush of the river, while soft falls the dew on the face of the dead, the picket's off duty forever.

What do we have in common with the rosebud, which trembles because a drop of dew lies on its body?

Jolt is for Windows programmers. It's typical IBM PC: it goes in brown and comes out yellow. Mountain Dew is for Macintosh programmers: it goes in yellow and comes out yellow. It's WYSIWYP.

Oh fair, oh sweet and holy as dew at morning tide, I gaze on thee, and yearnings, sad in my bosom hide.

It is said that some Western steamers can run on a heavy dew, whence we can imagine what a canoe may do.

But the impressions which the morning makes vanish with its dews, and not even the most "persevering mortal" can preserve the memory of its freshness to midday.

Profits on the exchange are the treasures of goblins. At one time they may be carbuncle stones, then coals, then diamonds, then flint stones, then morning dew, then tears.

Two roses on one slender spray In sweet communion grew, Together hailed the morning ray And drank the evening dew.

He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.

The careful insect 'midst his works I view, Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew, With golden treasures load his little thighs, And steer his distant journey through the skies.

I didn't want to see them lower him into the ground in the spot he'd picked out with his dad, and I didn't want to see his parents sink to their knees in the dew-wet grass and moan in pain.

A faint blush melting through the light of thy transparent cheek like a rose-leaf bathed in dew.

The morning paper is just as necessary for an American as dew is to the grass.

Glad that I live am I; That the sky is blue; Glad for the country lanes, And the fall of dew.

If it's a drop of dew, it will dissolve.

I'm young as morning and fresh as dew. Everybody loves me and so do you.

Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.

Writing should be the settlement of dew on the leaf.

The world globes itself in a drop of dew.

And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old love comes to meet me, in the dawning and the dew.

Trusty, dusky, vivid, true, With eyes of gold and bramble-dew, Steel-true and blade-straight, The great artificer made my mate.

The Master hath called us, in life's early morning, With spirits as fresh as the dew on the sod: We turn from the world, with its smiles and its scorning, To cast in our lot with the people of God.

She's as fetching as brown hair done up with ribbons blue The mountain, my lady She's as sweet as pink flowers made bright with morning dew, Mount Eskel, my lady

The frost makes a flower, the dew makes a star.

Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower.

A smile is ever the most bright and beautiful with a tear upon it. What is the dawn without the dew? The tear is rendered by the smile precious above the smile itself.

[L]et light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning.

And when you sigh from kiss to kiss I hear white Beauty sighing, too, For hours when all must fade like dew.

Of all the portions of life it is in the two twilights, childhood and age, that tears fall with the most frequency; like the dew at dawn and eve.

A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dew falls everywhere.

The benediction of these covering heavens Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy To inlay heaven with stars.

The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink I heard a voice it said Drink, pretty creature, drink'

Flow is the best of what happens when potential is activated by consciousness.