"Dewdrop" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... at your sweet; Why did the dewdrop fringe your chalices? Why in your beauty are you thus complete, You silver ships—you floating palaces? O! if need be, you must allure man's eye, Yet wherefore blossom here? O ...
— Poems by Jean Ingelow, In Two Volumes, Volume I. • Jean Ingelow
... spoke as I saw. I report, as a man may of God's work—all's love, yet all's Law. Now I lay down the judgeship He lent me. Each faculty tasked, To perceive Him, has gained an abyss where a dewdrop was asked." ...
— Natural Law in the Spiritual World • Henry Drummond
... Higher and higher reaching up, Branching out in the Summer air. Oh, fair are the blossoms it bears for all, And fragrant the breath of its golden bells; Glad is the music they ring for you, From the perfumed depths where the dewdrop dwells. They wake you out of your sluggish sleep— Their voices are ringing—Arise! Arise! God gave you your life to use for Him, And can you the gift of a King despise? Your strength will waste if it is not used, The life He has lent He will ask again, ...
— Nestlings - A Collection of Poems • Ella Fraser Weller
... story. Hush, not a whisper! Let your heart alone go dreaming. Dream unto dream may pass: deep in the heart alone Murmurs the Mighty One his solemn undertone. Canst thou not see adown the silver cloudland streaming Rivers of faery light, dewdrop on dewdrop falling, Starfire of silver flames, lighting the dark beneath? And what enraptured hosts burn on the dusky heath! Come thou away with them, for Heaven to Earth is calling. These are Earth's voice—her answer—spirits thronging. ...
— The Nuts of Knowledge - Lyrical Poems New and Old • George William Russell
... bend in opposition! I tell you, all my life, every cell in my body, every power of my soul, gasps to mock you—you Gracious Monster on High. I tell you, I would, if I could, breathe it into every human soul, every flower, every leaf, every dewdrop in the garden! I tell you, I would scoff you on the day of doom, and curse the teeth out of my mouth for the sake of your Deity's boundless miserableness! I tell you from this hour I renounce all thy works and all thy pomps! ...
— Hunger • Knut Hamsun
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