David Macbeth Moir Quotes

• Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye
  Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky;
  The May-thorn greening in the nook;
  The minnows sporting in the brook;
  The bleat of flocks; the breath of flowers;
  The song of birds amid the bowers;
  The crystal of the azure seas;
  The music of the southern breeze;
  And, over all, the blessed sun,
  Telling of halcyon days begun.

  David Macbeth Moir

  Summer, Song, Flower

  David Macbeth Moir (1852). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir”, p.149

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• The foxglove, with it's stately bells Of purple, shall adorn thy dells.

  David Macbeth Moir

  Flower, Purple, Foxgloves

  David Macbeth Moir (1852). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir”, p.140

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• Look to the lilies how they grow! 'Twas thus the Saviour said, that we, Even in the simplest flowers that blow, God's ever-watchful care might see.

  David Macbeth Moir

  Flower, Blow, Looks

  David Macbeth Moir (1860). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir [Delta]”, p.240

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• Look to the lilies how they grow!

  David Macbeth Moir

  Looks, Lilies, Grows

  David Macbeth Moir (1860). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir [Delta]”, p.240

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• Stars are the daisies that begem
  The blue fields of the sky.

  David Macbeth Moir

  Stars, Blue, Sky

  David Macbeth Moir (1852). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir”, p.157

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• Rose of the desert! thou art to me
  An emblem of stainless purity,--
  Of those who, keeping their garments white,
  Walk on through life with steps aright.

  David Macbeth Moir

  Art, White, Rose

  David Macbeth Moir (1852). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir”, p.146

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