
The Dream of Home.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
"Rockweeds" in The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 21 (March 1868), p. 269.
Context: The barren island dreams in flowers, while blow
The south winds, drawing haze o'er sea and land;
Yet the great heart of ocean, throbbing slow,
Makes the frail blossoms vibrate where they stand;And hints of heavier pulses soon to shake
Its mighty breast when summer is no more,
And devastating waves sweep on and break,
And clasp with girdle white the iron shore.
The Dream of Home.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Unity, § III
The Golden Hynde and Other Poems (1914)
Context: Heart of my heart, we are one with the wind,
One with the clouds that are whirled o'er the lea,
One in many, O broken and blind,
One as the waves are at one with the sea!
Ay! when life seems scattered apart,
Darkens, ends as a tale that is told,
One, we are one, O heart of my heart,
One, still one, while the world grows old.
Laus Veneris.
Undated
“Nor rough, nor barren, are the winding ways
Of hoar antiquity, but strown with flowers.”
"Sonnet Written in a Blank Leaf of Dugdale's Monasticon" (1777), line 13.
“All the sweetest winds they blow across the south”
Oh My Sweet Carolina
29 (2005)
“The flower doesn’t dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.”