X
Sort by
Best Match
Popular
Recent
Quote length
All
Short
Medium
Long
Sentiment
All
Positive
Negative
Neutral
Change font
Original
Change background
Images
Black
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Tag Name "Vernal" (11)
Page 1 of 1
English
Nederlands
Francais
Espanol
Deutch
Italiano
Türk
हिंदी
日本
Polskie
Português
Pусский
中国人
Cebuano
Tagalog
العربية
বাংলা
한국어
Latinus
Melayu
Norsk
ਪੰਜਾਬੀ
Svenska
ภาษาไทย
tiếng Việt
Filter & Style
The first day of spring is known as the vernal equinox. The equinox is special. It only happens twice a year, like a good night in ratings for NBC.
Craig Ferguson
Now spring returns but not to me returns The vernal joy my better years have known Dim in my breast life's dying taper burns, And all the joys of life with health have flown.
Michael Bruce
Sounds of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass
Percy Bysshe Shelley
What a benediction is this fragrance of the early morning! The vernal grass fills the whole atmosphere as with a shower of sweetness.
Sarah Smiley
One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
William Wordsworth
Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light: Nor sound of waters shaken, Nor any sound or sight: Nor wintry leaves nor vernal Nor days nor things diurnal Only the sleep eternal In an eternal night.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
I spent the first 18 years of my life in the pastoral town of Vernal, Utah, in the shadows of the Book Cliffs and the Uinta Mountains.
Gordon Gee
No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter lingering chills the lap of May No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest.
Oliver Goldsmith
Again rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep'd in the morning dews.
Robert Burns
Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,/ The bee's collected treasure sweet,/ Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet/ The still small voice of gratitude.
Thomas Gray
One impulse from a vernal wood
William Wordsworth