Quotes of Alfred Austin - somelinesforyou

“ Tears are the summer showers to the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ So, timely you came, and well you chose,You came when most needed, my winter rose.From the snow I pluck you, and fondly pressYour leaves 'twixt the leaves of my leaflessness. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Tears are Summer showers to the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Thought, stumbling, plodsPast fallen temples, vanished gods,Altars unincensed, fanes undecked,Eternal systems flown or wrecked;Through trackless centuries that grantTo the poor trudge refreshment scant,Age after age, pants on to findA melting mirage of the mind. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Thought, stumbling, plodsPast fallen temples, vanished gods,Altars unincensed, fanes undecked,Eternal systems flown or wrecked;Through trackless centuries that grantTo the poor trudge refreshment scant,Age after age, pants on to findA melting mirage of the mind. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Thought, stumbling, plodsPast fallen temples, vanished gods,Altars unincensed, fanes undecked,Eternal systems flown or wrecked;Through trackless centuries that grantTo the poor trudge refreshment scant,Age after age, pants on to findA melting mirage of the mind. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Tears are the summer showers to the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. ”

- Alfred Austin

“ Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are. ”

- Alfred Austin
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