Quotes by Wreaths He stopped loving her today, they placed a wreath upon his door. George Jones wreaths doors death As from a large heap of flowers many garlands and wreaths are made, so by a mortal in this life there is much good work to be done. Gautama Buddha wreaths flower done But memory, after a time, dispenses its own emphasis, making a feuilleton of what we once thought most ponderable, laying its wreath on what we never thought to recall. Hortense Calisher wreaths emphasis memories Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles, Nods and Becks and wreathèd Smiles. John Milton wreaths nymphs dimples When Poetry thus keeps its place as the handmaiden of piety, it shall attain not a poor perishable wreath, but a crown that fadeth not away. John Wesley wreaths crowns poor The individual man is transitory, but the pulse of life and of growth goes on after he is gone, buried under a wreath of magnolia leaves. Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings wreaths growth men What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for Beauty to forego her wreath? Yes; but not this alone. Matthew Arnold wreaths eye age Oh! like a wreath, let Christmas mirth To-day encircle all the earth, And bind the nations with the love That Jesus brought from heaven above. Maud Lindsay wreaths heaven jesus A rose to the living is more Than sumptuous wreaths to the dead. Nixon Waterman wreaths sumptuous rose He was the owner of the moonlight on the ground, he fell in love with the most beautiful of the trees, he made wreaths of leaves and strung them around his neck. Tove Jansson wreaths tree beautiful In every cradle decked with rosy wreath Lurk germs of death. Victor Hugo wreaths germs death If there were nothing else of Abraham Lincoln for history to stamp him with, it is enough to send him with his wreath to the memory of all future time, that he endured that hour, that day, bitterer than gall - indeed a crucifixion day - that it did not conquer him - that he unflinchingly stemmed it, and resolved to lift himself and the Union out of it. Walt Whitman wreaths unions memories
