William Sharp Quotes

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A handful of pine-seed will cover mountains with the green majesty of forests. I too will set my face to the wind and throw my handful of seed on high.

William Sharp
Across the silent stream
Where the dream-shadows go,
From the dim blue Hill of Dream
I have heard the west wind blow.

William Sharp
How beautiful they are,
The lordly ones
Who dwell in the hills,
In the hollow hills.

William Sharp
Green wind from the green-gold branches, what is the song you bring?
What are all songs for me, now, who no more care to sing?
Deep in the heart of Summer, sweet is life to me still,
But my heart is a lonely hunter that hunts on a lonely hill.

William Sharp
Down beyond the haven the tide comes with a shout.

William Sharp
The gray silence, the gray waves, the gray wastes of the sea.

William Sharp
Ah, the strange, sweet, lonely delight
Of the Valleys of Dream.

William Sharp
The desire of love, Joy:
The desire of life, Peace:
The desire of the soul, Heaven:
The desire of God … a flame-white secret forever.

William Sharp
I hear the little children of the wind
Crying solitary in lonely places.

William Sharp
Go to the winter woods: listen there, look, watch, and "the dead months" will give you a subtler secret than any you have yet found in the forest.

William Sharp
Green is that hill and lonely, set far in a shadowy place;
White is the hunter's quarry, a lost-loved human face:
O hunting heart, shall you find it, with arrow of failing breath,
Led o'er a green hill lonely by the shadowy hound of Death?

William Sharp
The swift years slip and slide adown the steep; The slow years pass; neither will come again.

William Sharp
In the beginning, said a Persian poet Allah took a rose, a lily, a dove, a serpent, a little honey, a Dead Sea apple, and a handful of clay. When he looked at the amalgram it was a woman.

William Sharp