Quotes of William Henry Davies - somelinesforyou

“ Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy; Such as a happy bird will sing, Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch, In early spring. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long - the simple bird that thinks two notes a song. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy; Such as a happy bird will sing, Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch, In early spring. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long - the simple bird that thinks two notes a song. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by dayAnd dances by false glare at night;But Joy's a Butterfly, that lovesTo spread its wings in Nature's light. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy; Such as a happy bird will sing, Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch, In early spring. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by dayAnd dances by false glare at night;But Joy's a Butterfly, that lovesTo spread its wings in Nature's light. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by dayAnd dances by false glare at night;But Joy's a Butterfly, that lovesTo spread its wings in Nature's light. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy; Such as a happy bird will sing, Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch, In early spring. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy; Such as a happy bird will sing, Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch, In early spring. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night… ”

- William Henry Davies

“ And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long - the simple bird that thinks two notes a song. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by dayAnd dances by false glare at night;But Joy's a Butterfly, that lovesTo spread its wings in Nature's light. ”

- William Henry Davies

“ And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long - the simple bird that thinks two notes a song. ”

- William Henry Davies
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