Celia Thaxter Quotes About Summer

Quotes about: Summer

• This very act of planting a seed in the earth has in it to me something beautiful. I always do it with a joy that is largely mixed with awe.

  Celia Thaxter

  Beautiful, Summer, Joy

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.25, Applewood Books

• Peacefully
  The quiet stars came out, one after one;
  The holy twilight fell upon the sea,
  The summer day was done.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Stars, Twilight

  Celia Thaxter (1872). “Poems”, p.51

• There shall be an eternal summer in the grateful heart.

  Celia Thaxter

  Inspirational, Summer, Grateful

  Celia Thaxter (1872). “Poems”, p.40

• As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside, some warm, still evening, the sweet rain-song of the robin echoes clear, and next day we wake up to a dim morning; soft flecks of cloud bar the sun's way, fleecy vapors steal across the sky, the southwest wind blows lightly, rippling the water into little waves that murmur melodiously as they kiss the shore.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Sweet, Song

• Once more their weird laughter of the loons comes to my ear, the distance lends it a musical, melancholy sound. For a dangerous ledge off the lighthouse island floats in on the still air the gentle trolling of a warning bell as it swings on the rocking buoy; it might be tolling for the passing of summer and sweet weather with that persistent, pensive chime.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Sweet, Laughter

• Soon will set in the fitful weather, with fierce gales and sullen skies and frosty air, and it will be time to tuck up safely my roses and lillies and the rest for their winter sleep beneath the snow, where I never forget them, but ever dream of their wakening in happy summers yet to be.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Dream, Sleep

  Celia Thaxter (1894). “An Island Garden”

• When the snow is still blowing against the window-pane in January and February and the wild winds are howling without, what pleasure it is to plan for summer that is to be.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Healing, Winter

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.15, Applewood Books

• The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm; At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped; With lulling murmur, and the air was warm, And all the tumult and the trouble stopped.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Rain, Night

  Celia Thaxter (1896). “The Poems of Celia Thaxter”

• O brief, bright smile of summer! O days divine and dear The voices of winter's sorrow Already we can hear. And we know that the frosts will find us, And the smiling skies grow rude, While we look in the face of Beauty, And worship her every mood.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Winter, Voice

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